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I asked. " Osman was captivated with Arev, now called Gulizar. He was deeply in love with her, and his tender feelings for the Armenian girl even transferred to us and made us happy. Sometimes he invited us to his house for dinner.
He asked unexpectedly. "I can still walk:' We passed over the same mournful roads that I had crossed in the morning. I saw the corpse of the boy from Giresun, half naked and thrown aside. Other corpses were all around, dark and starting to decompose. Was it the heat of the day that hastened their inevitable misery? I did not know. It was dark when we got back to Chobanle. We stopped at a barn. The houses of the village peered from the darkness with half-closed eyes. Strange sounds and an unusual humming noise were all around.
They all lived together. Also in the household were black Rustem, his wife, and their oneyear-old son. Next came the converted Armenians: Khoren and me; his sister, Mendoohi; and a family of four that arrived the day after memother; daughter Mariam, fourteen years old; son Krikor, twelve; and the little girl, Vartuhi, about four. Although the family had given Ali Bey a considerable sum of money to save their lives, the grandmother was considered useless and had been taken off and killed by Rustem.