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. She had thrown a shawl about her and, as they went together towards the tram, sprays of her fresh warm breath flew gaily above her cowled head and her shoes tapped blithely on the glassy road. Tell me"--oh, my work preoccupied me, and I was offhand!--"if, yesterday afternoon, from the table in the hall, you took, you know, my letter. Stephen, in the act of being led away, caught sight of MacCann's flushed blunt-featured face.
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