It was important that the social worker should learn the man's side of the story. Accordingly she called at the home of a friend of his, also an Armenian.
"I have come to see you," she explained to the woman who answered her ring, "because I am trying to help some friends of yours, Mr. Terian and his wife."
Instantly a mask seemed to fall down over the face of the woman.
"I know nothing," she replied.
It was winter-time and the weather was raw, and so the social worker stepped into the hall saying, "It's a cold day. May I come in for a few minutes?"
Mrs. Demoyan took her visitor into the living-room.
After the two women were seated, the visitor began, "You're an Armenian, aren't you? I have been so interested in Armenia because it has had such a terrible struggle. How long did you live there?"
Simple and obvious though this introduction was, it immediately brought a response. The subject was of the greatest consequence to Mrs. Demoyan, and she began talking about her life in Armenia.
