The Argentines,  The Portuguese and The Greeks

'I am American, and don't let anyone tell you different.'

'I won't.'

'One hundred per cent, that's me.'

Sam nodded.

'"Oh, say, can you see by the dawn's early light?"' he said reverently.

'"What so proudly" – I never can remember any more.'

'No one,' Sam reminded her, 'knows the words but the Argentines...'

'... And the Portuguese and the Greeks.' The lady beamed. 'Say, don't tell me you're American too!'

Sam the Sudden. 15 Visitors at Mon Repos

'Then I'm glad I'm American.'

'Me, too. Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light what–'

'What?'

'That's what I'm saying ... what? What comes after that?'

'I couldn't tell you. I generally hum from there on.'

'So do I. As the song says, No one knows the words but the Argentines and the Portuguese and the Greeks. Yes, you must go, Butch, I fear. Thanks ever so much for dropping in. You were simply wonderful.'

French Leave. Chapter 7.IV