“If you liked America you would speak in its praise.”
“By the same rule, if I disliked America I should speak against it.”
“I can’t speak with you,” said Belle; “but I see you dislike the country.”
“The country!”
“Well, the people—don’t you?”
“I do.”
“Why do you dislike them?”
“Why, I have heard my father say that the American marksmen, led on by a chap of the name of Washington, sent the English to the right-about in double-quick time.”
“And that is your reason for disliking the Americans?”
“Yes,” said I, “that is my reason for disliking them.”