But she never kissed him or wanted to kiss him . `` The Germans captured Lodz today , '' said Miss Oliver , one December evening , when she , Mrs. Blythe , and Susan were busy sewing or knitting in the cosy living-room . `` This war is at least extending my knowledge of geography . Schoolma'am though I am , three months ago I did n't know there was such a place in the world such as Lodz . Had I heard it mentioned I would have known nothing about it and cared as little . I know all about it now -- its size , its standing , its military significance . Yesterday the news that the Germans have captured it in their second rush to Warsaw made my heart sink into my boots . I woke up in the night and worried over it . I do n't wonder babies always cry when they wake up in the night . Everything presses on my soul then and no cloud has a silver lining . '' `` When I wake up in the night and can not go to sleep again , '' remarked Susan , who was knitting and reading at the same time , `` I pass the moments by torturing the Kaiser to death . 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 , XXXXX , '' said the doctor solemnly .
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