“They seem to be terribly excited, those Germans,” said Miss Rowena.
“They are,” said Hugo; “I am glad I am not a German. To a German war is so much the biggest thing in life.”
“It is really too bad,” said Mrs. Wakeham; “we shall not have the pleasure of Professor Schaefer's music. He plays quite exquisitely. You would all have greatly enjoyed it. Rowena, you might play something. Well, for my part,” continued Mrs. Wakeham, settling herself placidly in her comfortable chair, “I am glad I am an American. Those European countries, it seems to me, are always in some trouble or other.”
“I am glad I am a Canadian,” said Larry. “We are much too busy to think of anything so foolish and useless as war.”
CHAPTER XXI
WAR
“Come, Jane, we have just time to take a look at the lake from the top of the hill before we get ready for church,” said Ethel Murray. “It will be worth seeing to-day.”
“Me too, me too,” shrieked two wee girls in bare legs and sandals, clutching Jane about the legs.
“All right, Isabel; all right, Helen. I'll take you with me,” said Jane. “But you must let me go, you know.”