Gervaise then walked forward to the end of the poop, and looked down upon the slaves, who, with their oars out, were awaiting the order to row.
"Men," he said in Turkish, "it is my desire that, while it is necessary that you should do your work, your lot shall be no heavier than can be avoided.

You will not be taxed beyond your powers, save when the enemy is in sight, or there is supreme need for haste, but then you must be called upon for your utmost exertions.

I wish your work to be willing.
I abhor the use of the lash, and so long as each man does his fair quota of work, I have given the strictest orders that it shall never be used.
I have, at my own cost, made provision that your daily rations shall be improved while under my command.

Meat will be served out to you daily, when it can be obtained, and for those of you who hold that the strict tenets of your religion may be relaxed while engaged in such severe labour, a ration of wine will also be served out; and such other indulgences as are compatible with the discipline and safety of the ship, will also be granted to you." There was a murmur of gratitude among the slaves.

Gervaise then gave the order to row, and the galley started on her voyage.