Siyar al-mutaʾakhkhirin 1.3.3

1.3.3

As soon as the man was a little heated, he became talkative, and informed me himself of his conversation with Mirza-Saadet-Ally, and of some very curious particulars of the then temper of the citizens of Benares, as well as of the neighbouring Zemindars. On quitting my drunken Mogul, I went to a large stone Caravan-Sera, where I took up my quarters, waiting for my baggage, when in comes my old toothless broker — "Talvar Khoob Chelaw," said the man for all salute, and with as emphatical a gesture and tone of voice, as if the massacre had happened but the day before. "The Sabre has worked well," said again the worthless blockhead, without minding the reprimand I gave him, for his making such a mighty matter of a couple of hundred men cut down by multitudes, whilst they were either preparing their meat or taking their afternoon nap, without any one of them having so much as a ball to his musquet. "And suppose they should have had" broke out the wretch in fury, "Ten Thousands would have been pouring upon them, "instead of Ten Hundreds; and the whole city would have "risen upon the Frenghees and their adherents."