One might dislike him, but one could not despise him.

John even found it in his heart to respect him, as he returned the steady gaze of the blue eyes with a look equally as firm.
"I hope," said John, "that you will send back Mademoiselle Lannes and the nurses with her to her people.

I take it that you're not making war upon women." Von Boehlen gave Julie a quick glance of curiosity and admiration.

But the eyes flashed for only a moment and then were expressionless.
"I know of one Lannes," he said, "Philip Lannes, the aviator, a name that fame has brought to us Germans." "I am his sister," said Julie.
"I can wish, Mademoiselle Lannes," said von Boehlen, politely in French, "that we had captured your brother instead of his sister." "But as I said, you will send them back to their own people?
You don't make war upon women ?" repeated John.
"No, we do not make war upon women.

We are making war upon Frenchmen, and I do not hesitate to say in the presence of Mademoiselle Lannes that this war is made upon very brave Frenchmen.