Germany's got to give back ton for ton the shipping sunk by
her submarines. She must yield up all her aircraft, and can keep
an army of only one hundred thousand men. Then, too, she'll have
to fork over a little trifle of forty or fifty billion dollars, an
amount that will keep her nose to the grindstone for the next
thirty years. Oh, yes, Germany will pay the piper all right."
"It isn't enough," said Bart curtly.
"No," put in Billy. "She's getting off too easily. That's only
sticking a knife in hen. They ought to twist the knife around."
"Even with all that," declared Tom, "she won't begin to pay for
all the misery and death she caused. But what are they going to do
with the Kaiser?" he continued. "Have you heard about that?"
"Oh, they're talking about yanking him out of Holland and putting
him on trial," answered Frank; "but it's a gamble if they really
will. He's such a skulking cowardly figure just now that perhaps
it wouldn't be well to try him. It might dignify him too much,
make a martyr of him. They may let him and the Crown Prince stay
where they are. There's no telling.
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