The refusal of the pasha to permit me to judge the case, as I had a right to do, he being my protg, left me only the responsibility of the counsel for the prisoner, and I determined to acquit him if possible.

The bullet had, fortunately, gone through the boy and could not be found; and, as the wound, though through the lungs, was healing in a most satisfactory manner, and would leave no effects, I had no scruples in preventing a conviction that would have punished an involuntary offense by a terrible penalty, which all who know anything of a Turkish prison can anticipate.

The governor-general was very angry, and the kaimakam was severely reprimanded, but they could not help themselves.

My position under the capitulations was secure, but it made the hostility between the pasha and myself the more bitter.
The accumulated oppressions of Ismael Pasha had finally the usual effect on the Cretans, and they began to agitate for a petition to the Sultan, a procedure which time had shown to be absolutely useless as an appeal against the governor; and, while the agitation was in this embryonic condition, I decided to go back to Rome and get my wife and children.

We were still in the state of siege by the cholera, and there was still no communication with the Greek islands, so that I accepted the offer made by my English colleague, the amiable and gratefully remembered Charles H.Dickson, of whose qualities I shall have to say more in the pages to come, of a passage on a Brixham schooner to Zante.