Hon skulle ha önskat att Afrikas lidande skulle bli lättade, lagstiftas ur existensen, men det verkade som om detta aldrig skulle vara, för grundläggande orättvisa verkade vara ett villkor för människoliv. Det fanns ris, det fanns fattiga; Och även om man kunde spåra mot de orättvisa som höll människor fattiga, verkade det som om dessa var envisa till förankringspunkten. Och under tiden, medan man väntar på rättvisa, eller bara på en chans, vad kunde man säga till de fattiga, som bara hade ett liv, en kort tid och tillbringade sitt korta liv i svårigheter?

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(She would have wished for the suffering of Africa to be relieved, to be legislated out of existence, but it seemed that this would never be, for fundamental unfairness seemed to be a condition of human life. There were rice, there were poor; and whilst one might rail against the injustices which kept people poor, it seemed that these were stubborn to the point of entrenchment. And in the meantime, whilst waiting for justice, or just for a chance, what could one say to the poor, who had only one life, one brief spell of time, and were spending their short moment of life in hardship?)