Good communication is the bridge between confusion and clarity.

To a mind like mine, restless, inquisitive, and observant of everything that was passing, it is easy to suppose that religion was the subject to which it would be directed and, although this subject principally occupied my thoughts, there was nothing that I saw or heard of to which my attention was not directed.

It was unexpected. That's just how it was. I don't believe they were faster than us. I don't believe they had more heart or dedication. It just fell on their side. That's the reality of it.