She was one of the many who came to me in those difficult days for advice and spiritual guidance.

I had seen her at a number of delegate conferences, and remembered having been struck by her pretty, rather intense face with its pensive but intelligent eyes.

Today her face was pale, the eyes even larger and sadder than usual.

"I came to you because there is no one else to whom I can go. I have been homeless for the past three weeks – I have no money. I must have work! If I don't get: some means of earning a living soon, there is only one thing left for me – the street."