And what had been the benefit of increasing the numbers of the
secret police, the massive recruiting of new spies from among the
servants of the nobili and the foreign ambassadors, in the inns,
in the arsenal, even in the barracks and monasteries? One half of
Venice was payed to spy on the other half. A sizable amount of
money was supposed to be the reward for even the slightest news,
which would help them to get on the trail of the conspiracy. Now,
it was tripled. But, since the conspiracy was presumed to be
among the aristocracy, they had little hopes to get results from
these measures, which were only targeted at the poorer people.
Quite generally, they did a lot of things to preserve the
appearance that they were not idle, though what they did was idle.
Strict orders were issued that the inns and taverns had to be
closed at nightfall; wearing masks and weapons of any kind was
banned with a severe punishment; all night long, the steps of the
patrols echoed through the allies, and they were heard calling out
to the gondolas, which were passing by the guard-posts on the
canals. Nobody who wanted to leave Venice received a passport,
and at the entrance to the harbour, there was a large guard-ship,
stopping every vessel, and even the officials of the republic were
asked for the password, before they were allowed to pass.
Far across the Terraferma, the rumour of these frightening
conditions was spreading, as usual increasing with the distance.
Whoever was planning to travel to the city, postponed it. Whoever
had been planning to engage into a business connection with a
Venetian house, preferred to wait until the confusion was over,
which was threatening to revolutionise the structure of the
republic in its foundations. The resulting effect was soon
evident in a desolation of the city, where everything seemed to
have come to a standstill. The nobili only left their palaces in
cases of extreme emergency, locking themselves in against any
visitor, to avoid getting unknowingly in contact with one of the
conspirators. Nobody knew precisely what was going on outside,
and the most outrageous rumours of arrests, torture, and inflicted
punishments reached the closed doors, entered into the frightened
families. Even the common people, though they felt clearly that
they were not the ones who were primarily suffering under these
conditions, and though they watched gloatingly how the noble men
gave each other squinting looks in panic and fear, could still not
fight off an uneasy feeling in the long run. It was definitely a
nuisance to abandon cards and wine at nightfall, to be searched
for concealed weapons by every guard who felt like it, and not to
be save for a single moment from the treachery of false
accusations, in spite of having the best conscience in the world.
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