The first day of liberation is a great river. You see in the streets and the squares of Athens a swelling sea of people that grows bigger and bigger, wider and wider, filling the city with the roar of a force that wants to break out, to be relieved of the rage that has tortured it so much, to dominate everywhere meeting no obstacles. And this huge crowd is not only one people. You can see it from afar and you don't need to ask to know it or to understand. Innumerable flags, a dense forest of them, and slogans printed on huge banners of paper or cloth tell you that behind the enthusiasm lie the beliefs and claims that men repeat now in the freedom which they have gained together, while it is evident that they disagreed regarding its administration...