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I can鈥檛 imagine why anyone who knew him would want to kill Ali Ould Mohamed Ould Kalbali, a friendly old merchant in Timbuktu and one of the few Arabs who stayed there during the Islamist takeover of northern Mali last year. But that鈥檚 what his family fear has happened.聽

I met Mr. Ould Kalbali in January in his shop, three days after French and Malian forces recaptured the city. He was feeling chipper, and we talked about his life and his hopes for the future. Two weeks later, back in Tunis, where I live, I got a phone call from one of his sons, Ibrahim.

鈥淪oldiers came and put my father in a car took him away; him and four other Arab men,鈥� Ibrahim said. He sounded lost. 鈥淭hey didn鈥檛 give us any explanation.鈥�

Mali鈥檚 army and Human Rights Watch have determined that at least five men including Ould Kalbali - four of them Arabs - were detained on聽Feb. 14聽in Timbuktu. Their fate remains a mystery. According to the army, five Malian Army soldiers are under investigation for the disappearances.

That investigation is the first so far into a string of reprisals allegedly carried out by Malian soldiers. For authorities, the case of the Timbuktu disappeared is a test of whether they can push back against an appetite for vengeance in some corners of Malian society. For families of the disappeared, it is simply a tragedy.

Sugar vendor, salt miner

The roots of tragedy go back at least to last year, when Islamist militants hijacked a revolt by ethnic Tuareg to seize Mali鈥檚 north. Men were beaten for smoking and women for showing their hair, while alleged thieves had their hands sliced off. The Islamists also appear to have cut through society along ethnic lines.

Most of Timbuktu鈥檚 inhabitants still there in January were black. Many described the Islamists who had run the city as largely Tuareg and Arabs who had courted those ethnicities while persecuting other groups. By then, most Tuareg and Arabs had left.

One exception was Ould Kalbali. He was well-known and seemed well-liked, and although life under Islamist rule was hard, he had seen no reason to leave. I found him one morning tending his shop.

He was short and neatly-built, with a trim grey beard and a quick smile. He briskly sold another man a few kilos of sugar, then led me outside. We sat on the ground under a large tree, and I asked about Mali鈥檚 Arabs.

鈥淥h, there are many tribes,鈥� said Ould Kalbali. 鈥淥uled Sliman, Ouled Bouhamdou, Ouled Omran, for example. I鈥檓 Ouled Aish.鈥�

The names and the rippling quality of Ould Kalbali鈥檚 Arabic dialect told the story of his descent from Arabian nomads called the Maaqil, who entered the deserts of northwest Africa in the Middle Ages and mixed with the local Amazighs, or Berbers.

As a young man, Ould Kalbali spent four years in the Taoudenni salt mine, far to the north. 鈥�You had to dig with a pick and shovel, since there were no machines,鈥� he said. 鈥淭hree or four meters down, and under it is the salt.鈥�

After that, he returned to Timbuktu. He had at least 17 children and step-children. When Islamists took over last year, many Arabs including some of Ould Kalbali鈥檚 grown children fled. 鈥淚 told my children, 鈥楧on鈥檛 leave!鈥�, but they left,鈥� he said, and shook his head with a little laugh at the memory.

'I'm not afraid'

He had tried to keep a low profile. One day an Islamist had come to his door and bullied his housemaid, a Tuareg girl, into covering her hair. But otherwise he had avoided trouble.

鈥淎ren鈥檛 you worried that people will blame all Arabs for what the Islamists did?鈥� I said. Days earlier, a mob had broken into shops downtown that supposedly belonged to Arabs.

Ould Kalbali answered without hesitation: 鈥淚鈥檓 not afraid of the future. My government will come back now, and I鈥檓 a citizen.鈥�

Up the hill lived another family of Arab merchants. They didn鈥檛 seem to share Ould Kalbali鈥檚 confidence. I called at the door and was quickly led into a bare little room with a mattress at one end. Some black neighbors stood just inside the door, apparently as lookouts.

Two Arab brothers, Mohamed and Danna Ould Dahama, were sitting inside with a cousin, Mohamed Ould Baid. They were tall men, all wearing the blue robes common to the deserts of northwest Africa. Was it true, I asked, that the Islamists had favored the Arabs?

鈥淣ot all the Arabs were with the Islamists,鈥� said Mohamed Ould Dahama. And of those who supported them, 鈥渟ome went for money, some because they were young, and only some from conviction.鈥�

His brother repeated the point, and a moment later so did Mr. Ould Baid. I asked if they were worried. They said no, but their eyes said yes.

Five men taken

Two weeks later came Ibrahim鈥檚 phone call. His father had been bundled off with at least four other men. Human Rights Watch has eyewitness accounts of four Arab men and one non-Arab man being detained, including Ould Kalbali and Mohamed and Danna Ould Dahama, says researcher Corinne Dufka.

Malian gendarmes have opened an investigation into the disappearances that has led to the arrest of five Malian Army soldiers, says Capt. Modibo Traore, an army spokesman. The suspects are currently held in military custody in Bamako pending disciplinary hearings and, potentially, trials most likely by a military court.

The investigation is the only one yet to look into alleged abuses by Malian soldiers since January, says Captain Traore. That makes it a test case, says Mrs. Dufka. While incidents appear to have slowed with the deployment of gendarmes and, more recently, a UN peacekeeping mission, they haven鈥檛 ceased.

鈥淲e have to hope [the army鈥檚] rhetorical commitment is matched by concrete and meaningful action on the ground,鈥� Dufka says. 鈥淭here are other cases, important cases, that they need to move forward on as well.鈥�

Meanwhile, there is still no sign of the disappeared. A few weeks ago another son of Ould Kalbali, Mohamed, called me in desperation to ask for news.

鈥淚鈥檓 so sorry,鈥� I told him. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know anything more than you do.鈥�

鈥淓ven if we could have his body, it would be something,鈥� he said.