XI
"Now you must have American cock's tails," said Guadeloupe, somewhat nervous to find himself left without his interpreter. He drank one hastily himself, hoping it might cause some sprouting in his small garden of American idiom. "So much I hear about your great outlandish contry. Ve drink to dose Unitarian States, de whole tirteen of dem."
The envoy bowed graciously. "You mustn't feel offended," he said, "if Mrs. Quackenbush doesn't drink. She is a leading member of our W.C.T.U."
"Yes, yes," said the President, puzzled, but desperately anxious to understand. "Quite natural after a long journey."
But he could see from Herr Quackenbush's startled face that he had erred in some mysterious way. He struggled bravely to improve.
