His exclamations of joy prevented the king from keeping up his incognito.
Then Senator Casabianca, Captain Oletta, a nephew of Prince Baciocchi, a
staff-paymaster called Boerco, who were themselves fleeing from the
massacres of the South, were all on board the vessel, and improvising a
little court, they greeted the king with the title of "your Majesty." It
had been a sudden embarkation, it brought about a swift change: he was no
longer Murat the exile; he was Joachim, the King of Naples. The exile's
refuge disappeared with the foundered boat; in its place Naples and its
magnificent gulf appeared on the horizon like a marvellous mirage, and no
doubt the primary idea of the fatal expedition of Calabria was originated
in the first days of exultation which followed those hours of anguish.
The king, however, still uncertain of the welcome which awaited him in
Corsica, took the name of the Count of Campo Melle, and it was under this
name that he landed at Bastia on the 25th August. But this precaution
was useless; three days after his arrival, not a soul but knew of his
presence in the town.

Crowds gathered at once, and cries of "Long live Joachim!" were heard,
and the king, fearing to disturb the public peace, left Bastia the same
evening with his three companions and his Mameluke. Two hours later he
arrived at Viscovato, and knocked at the door of General Franceschetti,
who had been in his service during his whole reign, and who, leaving
Naples at the same time as the king, had gone to Corsica with his wife,
to live with his father-in-law, M. Colonna Cicaldi.

He was in the middle of supper when a servant told him that a stranger
was asking to speak to him--he went out, and found Murat wrapped in a
military greatcoat, a sailor's cap drawn down on his head, his beard
grown long, and wearing a soldier's trousers, boots, and gaiters.