Daniel
Mrs. Mulligan!... Pearl; you're interrupting!... You were saying, Miss Levinson?
Miss Levinson
We seem always to have hated everything different from ourselves ... in station, or race, or religion.
Daniel
Yes. It's stupid ... and instinctive. I've noticed we're inclined to blame a man for a pug nose ... if ours is Roman. Some day we'll get over the idea that all who differ from us are villains, and that we should hate each other instead of trying to understand each other. It was on the battlefields that I came to believe a man's life might well be given to teaching and to preaching ... love! [A solid half-brick crashes through a practical pane of glass in the window L. Everybody screams and rises.] Don't be alarmed. It's only some hoodlum!
Pearl
Mr. Gilchrist ... it's Joe! I seen him in front! That's why I couldn't get out! Somebody go get the police! [A general movement.]
Daniel
No!