Last night I fried him in boiling oil and a great comfort it was to me, remembering those Belgian babies." "If the Kaiser were here and had a pain in his shoulder you'd be the first to run for the liniment bottle to rub him down," laughed Miss Oliver.
"Would I ?" cried outraged Susan.

"Would I, Miss Oliver?
I would rub him down with coal oil, Miss Oliver--and leave it to blister.

That is what I would do and that you may tie to.

A pain in his shoulder, indeed! He will have pains all over him before he is through with what he has started." "We are told to love our enemies, Susan," said the doctor solemnly.
"Yes, our enemies, but not King George's enemies, doctor dear," retorted Susan crushingly.

She was so well pleased with herself over this flattening out of the doctor completely that she even smiled as she polished her glasses.