"I dunno!..."
"It's ridiculous.... What's there to fight about? Damn it all, my novel's coming out in a month! What's it about?"
"You remember that Archduke chap who got blown up the other day?..."
"Yes, I remember!"
"Well, that's what it's about!"
"But, good God, man, they can't have a war about a thing like that...."
"It looks as if they thought they could. Anyhow, they're going to try!" said Gilbert.
"Just because an Archduke got killed? Damn it, Gilbert, that's what they're for!..."
There was a queer look of fright in the faces of the visitors to the hotel. The boy from Holyhead had been slow in coming with the papers, and the first news that came to them came from a man who had been into the town that morning.
"There's going to be a war," he had shouted to the group of people sitting on the terrace.