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 gathered there. One might almost have thought that such men as Prince Said Halim (late Grand Vizier), Rauf Bey, Fethi Bey, Hussein Djahid, and my admirable Angora guide,) Vely-Nedjdat, had been carefully selected to keep each other company.

Mrs. Stan-Harding once said of her eight and a half months in a Soviet prison: "At least I had this advantage, I met the best people in Russia." As her hearers seemed puzzled by such a statement, she added. "They were all, naturally, in prison!"

I must tell them, in Angora, that England, at least, has always honestly tried to put right her own wrong-doings, and one day (may it be soon!) she will "redeem" herself to them also.

Mr. H. G. Wells somewhere describes the strange, great love we often feel for those we have deeply wronged—the wife, the friend, the enemy. May it not, at the long last, be so "after the war?"

Who knows if, indeed, this be not the dark hour before the dawn, of our nation's friendships—with those we have been led to hate?