i do it as a friend -- and admirer -- not a servant.
yes. now that things are moving he's going to write and only take part when it's necessary.
there's another passenger -- a miss slade. she's the daughter of an english admiral. she's been corresponding with him for a year.
she wants to make her home with us -- and gandhiji has agreed.
and you would be miss slade.
it was a gift and it only worked a few weeks, but when gandhi came home he struck on this idea. he calls it his ox-ford. comfortable -- and yet more our pace.
yes.
no.
i'd come to believe i would never meet a truly honest man. and then i met one.
tomorrow. tomorrow photograph him.
it is violence, and the fear of violence, that have made today what it is.  give him the dignity of his grief.
gandhi will pray for them.