agreed. And then it was too late to agree. They were cutting throats while we still argued. When we ran into the street to take the offensive they were already shooting from the roofs!"
"Hah!"
That bitter dry expletive, coughed out between set teeth, could not be named a laugh.
"Kagig, listen!"
"Aye! Now it is 'Kagig, listen!' But a little while ago it was I who was saying 'Listen!' I walked myself lame, and talked myself hoarse. Who listened to me? Why should I listen to you?"
"But, Kagig, my wife is gone!"
"Hah!"
"My daughter, Kagig!"
"Hah!"
A third man thrust himself forward and thumped the butt of a long rifle on the floor.
"They took my wife and two daughters before my very eyes, Kagig! It is no time for talking now—you have talked already too much, Kagig—now prove yourself a man of deeds! With these eyes I saw them dragged by the hair down street! Oh, would God that I had put my eyes out first, then had I never seen it! Kagig—"
"Aye—'Kagig!'"
"You shall not sneer at me! I shot one Turk, and ten more pounced on them. They screamed to me. They called to me to rescue. What could I do? I shot, and I shot until the rifle barrel burned my fingers. Then those cursed Turks set the house on fire behind me, and my companions dragged me away to come and find others to unite with us and make a stand! We found no others!
