Thus far truth is
the sworn enemy to the power of the rich, an irreconcilable enemy
forever! Our children are carrying the truth into the world.
Bright people, clean people are carrying it to you. Thus far there
are few of them; they are not powerful; but they grow in number
every day. They put their young hearts into free truth, they are
making it an invincible power. Along the route of their hearts
it will enter into our hard life; it will warm us, enliven us,
emancipate us from the oppression of the rich and from all who
have sold their souls. Believe this."
"Out of the way here!" shouted the gendarmes, pushing the people.
They gave way to the jostling unwillingly, pressed the gendarmes
with their mass, hindered them perhaps without desiring to do so.
The gray-haired woman with the large, honest eyes in her kind face
attracted them powerfully; and those whom life held asunder, whom it
tore from one another, now blended into a whole, warmed by the fire
of the fearless words which, perhaps, they had long been seeking and
thirsting for in their hearts--their hearts insulted and revolted by
the injustice of their severe life. Those who were near stood in
silence.
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