Soon after I had left, the conspirators arrived, and fired a volley at the goat.
"They ran up to make certain of my death, but were interrupted by a piquet of my men, who unexpectedly emerged from a copse where I had posted them, and they were obliged to return to Tepelen, which they entered, riotous with joy, crying 'Ali Bey is dead, now we are free!' This news reached my harem, and I heard the cries of my mother and my wife mingled with the shouts of my enemies.

I allowed the commotion to run its course and reach its height, so as to indicate which were my friends and which my foes.

But when the former were at the depth of their distress and the latter at the height of their joy, and, exulting in their supposed victory, had drowned their prudence and their courage in floods of wine, then, strong in the justice of my cause, I appeared upon the scene.

Now was the time for my friends to triumph and for my foes to tremble.

I set to work at the head of my partisans, and before sunrise had exterminated the last of my enemies.