“I give my hand and my heart to God and my country. One country, one language, one flag—”
“And now!” the leader cried:
“Hurrah for the President of the United States!”
With a shout they gave the cheers and the ceremony ended again in a babel of joyous polyglot chatter.
Vassar found Virginia surrounded by a mob of mothers struggling to shake hands under the guidance of Angela.
“I must say,” he laughed, “that your methods are quite up to date.”
“I assure you I’m not trying to take advantage of my host to seduce his constituents. I’m only doing my best to make Angela happy by meeting her friends—”
“Si, signor—we will vote for the signorina—and you, too, is it not so?”
“Apparently they need no seduction,” Vassar laughed.
Virginia blushed and lifted her hands in protest.