“You was just talkin’ to my sister-in-law,” said Jake.
“Ah, you are then the brother of Marie Louise?”
“Yep, and I couldn’t help hearin’ a little of what passed between you.”
Jake’s slyness had a detective-like air in Nicky’s anxious eyes. He warned himself to be on guard. Jake said:
“I’m for Germany unanimous. I think it’s a rotten shame for America to go into this war. And some of us Americans are sayin’ we won’t stand for it. We don’t own no Congersmen; we’re only the protelarriat, as the feller says; but we’re goin’ to put this country on the bum, and that’s what old Kaiser Bill wants we should do, or I miss my guess, hay?”
Nicky was cautious:
“How do you propose to help the All Highest?”
“Sabotodge.”
“You interest me,” said Nicky.
They had come to one of the circles that moon the plan of Washington. Nicky motioned Jake to a bench, where they could command the approach and be, like good children, seen and not heard. Jake outlined his plan.