Jack nodded. "We must start at midnight," he said. "I am going now to arrange matters, and to tell the women."
He went, and was fortunate enough to find Shushan for the moment alone. He held in his hand a large bundle, which he laid on the ground beside her. "My Shushan," he said, taking her hand tenderly, "I know you trust me utterly. I am going to ask you for a proof of it."
She looked up at him, and her eyes said for her, "But prove me what it is I will not do."
"Dearest, put on this clothing I have brought, kiss your father and your mother, and be ready at midnight to ride with me to Urfa."
She looked at the garments, as he unfolded them, with an involuntary shudder. "They are Kourdish clothes," she said.
Jack smiled. "At least they are clean," he answered. "They have never been worn. And there is no law, that I know of, against sheep in wolves' clothing."
"Oh, but all want to go, father, and mother, and Hagop—all of us."
"They shall follow us, my Shushan."
"But to leave them in such peril! And, Yon Effendi, it is I who have brought it on them."