“That he said his heart was all for Germany, and that if submarine warfare was necessary to her success it must go on; but that the man who rejoiced over its necessary tragedies was a reckless fool who put every decent German-American in a false light? Isn’t that true?” continued the relentless voice of Galpin.
“Are you going to prind that?” muttered Bausch.
“A newspaper does n’t print everything it hears. If we could have verified it, we’d have printed it, at the time.”
“We shall come back to the point,” said the chairman, recovering himself. “The Guardian editorial is an affront to a respected and valuable element of the community.”
“We don’t respect child-and-women murderers,” flashed Jeremy, “nor those who honor them.”
“It all comes to this, Mr. Robson.” This was Blasius. “Is your paper for or against Germany in this war?”
“The Guardian is neutral.”
“Neutral!” snorted Bausch. “A straddler.”
“Is that editorial neutral?” demanded Engel.
“Not neutral as regards piracy,” answered its writer steadily. “Neutral as regards legitimate warfare.”