It was full of the fragrance of new bread and the warmth of a generous fire. Hannah was baking. Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilised by education: they grow…

Where do you come from?’ ‘I am a stranger.’ ‘What is your business here at this hour?’ ‘I want a night’s shelter in an out-house or anywhere, and a morsel of bread to eat.’ Distrust, the very feeling I dreaded, appeared in Hannah’s face.…