kind of angry animal with his eyebrows and mustache burned off except
for a stray, outstanding whisker here and there. In a voice like
a bull's at the smell of blood he reversed what he had shouted through
the flames, and commanded his Turks to arrest the lot of us.

Kagig laughed at that, and spoke to him in English, I suppose in
order that we, too, might understand.

"Those Turks are my prisoners!" he said. "And so are you!"

It was true about the Turks. They had not given up their weapons
yet, but the gipsies were between them and the door, and even the
gipsy women were armed to the teeth and willing to do battle. I
caught sight of Maga's mother-o'-pearl plated revolver, and the Turkish
officer at whom she had it leveled did not look inclined to dispute
the upper hand.

"You Germans are all alike," sneered Kagig. "A dog could read your
reasoning. You thought these foreigners would turn against me.
It never entered your thick skull that they might rather defy you
than see me made prisoner. Fool! Did men name me Eye of Zeitoon
for nothing? Have I watched for nothing! Did I know the very wording
of the letters in your private box for nothing? Are you the only
spy in Asia? Am I Kagig, and do I not know who advised dismissing
all Armenians from the railway work? Am I Kagig, and do I not know
why? Kopek! (Dog!) You would beggar my people, in order to curry
favor with the Turk. You seek to take me because I know your ways!
Two months ago you knew to within a day or two when these new massacres
would begin. One month, three weeks, and four days ago you ordered
men to dig my grave, and swore to bury me alive in it! What shall