The cars were rolling on the gravel. For wherever in the world a people knows desperate want, there must appear at least the spark of hope, the hope of progress - or there will surely rise at last the flames of conflict. The very air of this world, that pure element, becomes foul and unbreathable when it has been long enclosed. And the train raced on over the flat lands and past the Hill of Allen.
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