In the front room of a sprawling, neo-Tudor house in the English village of Burgess Hill one night last week, a husky young man & woman from the Soviet zone of Germany, a coffee-skinned youth from India, a trim girl from Finland and a swarthy boy from France were hard at work studying the Bible. In the chapel at the rear of the house, a music class was in progress; a Berliner was at the piano, an English girl played the viola; a boy from Silesia whittled away at the violin. In a small side...
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