The Turks return for more Armenians, and so the game goes on.

I learned all that from our Turkish officer we took this morning." While he spoke a little child died not a hundred yards away from where I lay.

Its mother lay by it and wept, but a Turk spurred down and skewered the child's body on his lance, tossing it into the midst of a score of others who went forward dumbly.

Another Turk riding along behind him thrashed the woman to her feet.
"That ought to do," said Ranjoor Singh, crawling backward out of sight and then getting to his feet.

Then he called us, and we all crawled backward to the rear edge of the ridge.