When I came round, I was lying where I fell, for many of the ladies were insensible, and everyone was too busy with them to think anything of me.
"When I got up, one of the other slave girls, who had been brave enough to look out of the window, told me that it had been killed by two young men, one of whom must have been the one who had fired the shot in at the window.

I went and looked out, and saw it lying there.
After that every one talked, and laughed, and cried, and then the sultan's chief wife said that everyone must make a present to the young men who had saved us, and that each one ought to give one of her best jewels.

Of course, everyone did.

I had nothing to give, except a little cross of gold filigree work, that hung round my neck when I was carried off.

It had been hidden by my dress.