"Open to them!" he shouted, and resumed his pacing to and fro.
Our Armenian servants ran to the door, and in a minute returned to say that fifty mounted men from Zeitoon were drawn up outside. Kagig gave a curt laugh and strode across to us.
"I said you Eenglis sportmen should see good sport."
Monty nodded, with a hand held out behind him to warn us to keep still.
"I said you shall shoot many pigs!"
"Lead on, then."
"Turks are pigs!"
Monty did not answer. To have disagreed would have been like flapping a red cloth at a tiger. Yet to have agreed with him at once might have made him jump to false conclusions. The consul's last words to us had been insistent on the unwisdom of posing as anything but hunters, legitimately entitled to protection from the Turkish government.
"I would like you gentlemen for allies!"
"You are our servant at present."