There were very careless flies that under the masks of respectable
citizens and honest tradesmen of my native place and the neighboring
towns, had for years carried on an extensive business in smuggled
goods, and defrauded the revenue of thousands upon thousands. This sort
of flies was very dirty and disgusting. For as soon as one had caught
its foot in the web, and found itself entangled, it turned traitor to
its companions, and did not rest until all were fast in the web.
Then there was another and honester species, though it was far from
wearing so honest an appearance. These were my old friends, the
weather-beaten, tobacco-chewing, silent men of Zanowitz and the other
fishing villages on the coast. They had by no means had so good a time
of it as the gentlemen in the counting-houses and behind the counters.
They had had to fight with wind and storm, to keep watch and ward, to
suffer hunger and cold, and carry their lives in their hand, and all
for small gain, many of them for only just enough to keep wife and
children from starving; and yet, though four of them had been taken
prisoners in that terrible night on the moor, the examiners could draw
nothing from them. No one betrayed his comrade; no one knew who had
been the man at his side. "The night was dark, and in the dark all cats
are gray; every man had enough to do to look to himself. If Pinnow has
said that this man and that man was there, why he can probably make
oath to it." In vain did the justizrath ask the most ingenious
questions, in vain did he wheedle and threaten--they had to let go a
dozen or two that were very strongly suspected, and console themselves
with the reflection that at all events they had four who had been taken
in the act.
Yes, it was a very peculiar sort of flies who had thus been caught with
the others in the web of law; a tough, rough sort, very inconvenient
for the guardians of the flesh-pots of an orderly government, but still
honest after their fashion, and not the sneaking crew that the others
were.
These two species of flies had for a long time played into each other's
hands, but without any proper system, and consequently at great
disadvantage, until, about four years before, the business had taken a
sudden and enormous expansion. For some one, who hitherto, like all the
proprietors along the coast, had obtained his wine, his brandy, his
salt, his tobacco, from the smugglers in small quantities, had hit upon
the idea that what was needed was an intermediary between the supply
and the demand; a middleman who should provide a sort of warehouse or
magazine for the smuggling trade, and thus afford the furnishers an
opportunity of getting rid of larger quantities at once, and the
purchasers the means of procuring their supplies as they needed them,
and at convenient times.
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