Out of the Armenian atrocities in the early 20th century comes the story of a young woman and her brother who were pursued down the street by a Turkish soldier, cornered in an angle of the wall, and the brother slain before the sister's eyes. She dodged down an alley, leaped a wall, and escaped. Later, being a nurse, she was forced by the Turkish authorities to work in a military hospital. One day the same Turkish soldier who had slain her brother was brought into the ward. He was very ill, and a slight inattention would ensure his death. One side of her nature cried "Revenge"; the other "Love." The better side conquered, and she nursed him as carefully as any other patient in the ward. The soldier recognized her, and finally, unable to restrain his curiosity, he asked the nurse why did she not let him die. When she replied, "I am a follower of him who said, love your enemies and do good to them," he was silent for a long interval, then at last he spoke: "I never knew that there was such a religion. If that is your religion tell me more about it, for I want it."