“Never! England tried to conquer us twice, and she got whipped each time.”
“I am glad of one thing,” said Bernard, smiling.
“And what is that?”
“That we shan’t have to stay here till the Stars and Stripes float over Italy.”
“I don’t know as I should care to wait, myself. I don’t say it will be soon. You may be an old man before it happens. But it’s bound to come some day.”
“I wonder how soon we may expect Mr. Cunningham back. Do you know how long it will take to go to Naples?”
“No, but it isn’t very far. Perhaps we shall see him back in three days.”
“I don’t expect him so soon. He will have to see the bankers.”
“Look here, Bernard,” said the American, after a pause, “I have been thinking that we might find some way of escape.”
Bernard shook his head.