"Oh, very much!"
"You do not find that in Holland."
"No, but in Boston."
"Ah, indeed!" said Lawrence.
"I wonder," Dolly went on, "what makes one nation so different from another. You are on an island; but here there is only a line between Holland and Germany, and the people are not alike."
"Comes from what they eat," said Lawrence.
"Their food?" said Dolly.
"Yes. The Scotchman lives upon porridge, the Englishman on beef and porter, the German on sausages and beer."
"The French?"
"Oh, on soup and salad and sour wine."