More terrified by dread of the pacha, from whose wrath in case of refusal there was no chance of escape, than tempted by his promises, the Greek undertook the false swearing required.  Ali, delighted, dismissed him with a thousand assurances of protection, and then requested the presence of the sultan’s envoy, to whom he said, with much emotion: 

“I have at length unravelled the infernal plot laid against me; it is the work of a man in the pay of the implacable enemies of the Sublime Porte, and who is a Russian agent.  He is in my power, and I have given him hopes of pardon on condition of full confession.  Will you then summon the cadi, the judges and ecclesiastics of the town, in order that they may hear the guilty man’s deposition, and that the light of truth may purify their minds?”

The tribunal was soon assembled, and the trembling Greek appeared in the midst of a solemn silence.  “Knowest thou this writing?” demanded the cadi.—­“It is mine.”—­“And this seal?”—­“It is that of my master, Ali Pacha.”—­“How does it come to be placed at the foot of these letters?”—­“I did this by order of my chief, abusing the confidence of my master, who occasionally allowed me to use it to sign his orders.”—­“It is enough:  thou canst withdraw.”

Uneasy as to the success of his intrigue, Ali was approaching the Hall of Justice.  As he entered the court, the Greek, who had just finished his examination, threw himself at his feet, assuring him that all had gone well.  “It is good,” said Ali; “thou shalt have thy reward.”  Turning round, he made a sign to his guards, who had their orders, and who instantly seized the unhappy Greek, and, drowning his voice with their shouts, hung him in the courtyard.  This execution finished, the pacha presented himself before the judges and inquired the result of their investigation.  He was answered by a burst of congratulation.  “Well,” said he, “the guilty author of this plot aimed at me is no more; I ordered him to be hung without waiting to hear your decision.  May all enemies of our glorious sultan perish even as he!”

A report of what had occurred was immediately drawn up, and, to assist matters still further, Ali sent the kapidgi-bachi a gift of fifty purses, which he accepted without difficulty, and also secured the favour of the Divan by considerable presents.  The sultan, yielding to the advice of his councillors, appeared to have again received him into favour.

But Ali knew well that this appearance of sunshine was entirely deceptive, and that Selim only professed to believe in his innocence until the day should arrive when the sultan could safely punish his treason.  He sought therefore to compass the latter’s downfall, and made common cause with his enemies, both internal and external.  A conspiracy, hatched between the discontented pachas and the English agents, shortly broke out, and one day, when Ali was presiding at the artillery practice of some French gunners sent