kon tell en savants, “Make una look, wen Amnon don drink well-well, den if I give di orda, make una kill-am. Make una nor fear, but get mind, bikos I go take all di blame!”
For di sevent day for di party, di king spirit kon high well-well bikos of di wine wey e drink, so e tell seven of en pesinal savant: Mehuman, Bigta, Harbona, Bizta, Abagta, Zetar and Karkas,
Wen pipol dey sey, “Evritin dey okay and peaceful,” na dat time wahala wey go skata evriwhere go kom and e go bi like di pain wey woman dey face wen e won born and nobody go eskape from am.
For dat same time, betta eartkweke go happen and if dem divide di town into ten, one part go distroy finish. 7,000 pipol go die for di eartkweke and evry oda pesin go fear kon bigin tank God wey dey heaven.
Many of dem don drink by naw, so dem sey, “Make una bring Samson kom out make e kon make us laf!” So dem bring am kom out from di prison and e stand between di two pila wey dey support di building. Dem kon dey play with am, so dat e go make dem laf.
Afta, wen di man, en girl-friend and en savant dey ready to go, di papa kon sey, “Look, evening don almost rish. Make una stay and enjoy for dis nite, den tumoro morning, una fit get up early kon go.”
Wen Abigail go back go meet Nabal, e dey do party for en house like king. Nabal dey enjoy ensef and e don drink well-well. Abigail nor tok anytin until di next day.