"Oh, but that,
my dear young friend, would be quite impossible."
"You are wasting your time with us, sir," Jack continued, firmly. "We
may, one of these days, be asked to enter the American service
permanently. We would not enter any other country's service, no matter
what the bait. Do not give the matter any further thought, please, for
we won't."
The German officer had been standing a few paces away, twirling his
moustache and frowning. Now, he came forward.
"Herr Benson," he broke in, "I fear that you are so young that you do
not fully understand the honor and dignity of being officers in the
German service."
"Very likely we do not, Captain," Jack returned, with a bow. "And it
is absolutely certain that we shall never find out from experience."
Lieutenant Jack excused himself, turning to seek his friends. As
Benson entered the reading room once more he came upon Eph and another
whose face was decidedly familiar. It was the Chevalier d'Ouray.
"Just in time, Jack," nodded Eph. "Tell the Chev. for me, please as
he doesn't seem to understand my talk, that we wouldn't even give the
slightest consideration to his idea that we should enter the French
naval service in the submarine division.
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