"'I AM FATHER ANDRÉA,' HE SHOUTED"
"I am Father Andréa," he shouted, "whom you know. In God's name listen to me a moment. Silence there, all of you."
For a moment again there was a lull at his raised voice, and Andréa took advantage of it.
"The curse of all the saints of God be upon the Greek who next uses his knife," he cried. "Who is the officer in command?"
A young Turkish officer standing close to him turned round.
"I am in command," he said, "and I command you to go, unless you would be seized with the other ringleaders."