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Updated: June 25, 2025
So we rode without further conversation up to where Fred and Will were standing with Kagig, and as I tumbled off into Fred's arms I was greeted with a chorus of welcome that included Gloria's voice. "That's what I call using your bean!" she laughed, in the slangy way she had whenever Will had the chance to corrupt her Boston manners. "It feels baked," I said.
To the westward was a crimson glow that mushroomed angrily against the sky, throbbing and swelling with hot life like the vomit of a crater. We watched in silence for three minutes, until one of the gipsy women began to moan. "What do you suppose it is?" I asked then. "I know what it is," said Kagig simply. "Tell then." "'Effendi, that is the heart of Armenia burning.
"Che arz kunam?" he muttered the perennial comment of the Turk who has failed, that always made Kagig bare his teeth in a spasm of contempt. "Passing the buck to Allah," as Will construed it. But disarming the mere conscript soldiers was not quite so simple, although Maga managed it.
About eleven o'clock a breathless messenger came to say that the Turks had renewed the attack on the other side of Beirut Dagh; but I did not even send him on to Kagig. If the attack was a feint, as was probable, intended to distract us from the main battle, then there were men enough there to deal with it.
If, on the other hand, Mahmoud had divided forces and sent a formidable number around the mountain, then our only chance was nevertheless to concentrate on our great effort, and defeat the nearest first. There was not the slightest wisdom in sending down a message likely to distract Monty or Will or Kagig from their immediate task.
Rustum Khan heard what he said, and made noise enough drawing his saber to be heard outside the kahveh, but Kagig did not turn his head. Three gipsies attended to Rustum Khan, slipping between him and their master, and our four Zeitoonli servants cautiously approached the Rajput from behind. "Peace!" ordered Monty. "Continue, Kagig."
Kagig began to laugh a sort of dry cackle that included wonder as well as rebuke. He threw both hands outward, palms upward, in a gesture that complemented the motion of shoulders shrugged up to his ears. "All around high hills! From every side from fifty places rocks could have been rolled upon you! So and so you sleep!" "I set guards!" Will exploded.
Kagig with a rifle across his knees looked down from a height of a hundred and fifty feet, and laughed like a man who sees the bitter humor of the end of shams. "Welcome!" he shouted between his hands. And his voice came echoing down at us from wall to wall of the gorge.
We slept until Monty called us, two hours before dawn, although I was conscious most of the night of stealthy men and women who stepped over me to get at Kagig and whisper to him. His marvelous spy system was working full blast, and he seemed to run no risks by letting the spies report to any one but himself.
"I go with that man!" announced Maga, pointing at Will, but obviously well aware that nothing of the kind would be permitted. "Maga, come!" said Kagig, and got on his horse. "You gentlemen may take with you each one Zeitoonli servant. No, no more. No, the ammunition in your pockets must suffice. Yes, I know the remainder is yours; come then to Zeitoon and get it! Haide Haide! Mount! Ride!
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