The captain had been gone but a short time when I heard steps on deck,
and much noise and confusion. As the hatches were open, I could hear
very distinctly. After the whole company were on deck, the captain
invited the priests and friars, about twenty in number, to walk down to
the cabin, and explain the cause of their visit. They talked through an
interpreter, and said that "a woman of bad character had robbed one of
the churches of a large amount of gold, had attempted to murder one
of the holy priests, but they were happy to say that the holy father,
though badly wounded, was in a fair way of recovery. This woman is
young, but very desperate, has awful raving fits, and has recently
escaped from a lunatic institution. When her fits of madness come on
they are obliged to put her into a straight jacket, for she is the most
dangerous person in Italy. A great reward is offered for her by her
father and the government--five thousand scudi. Is not this enough to
tempt one to help find her? She was seen coming towards the shipping,
and we want the privilege of searching your ship."
"Gentlemen," said the captain, "I do not know that the Italian
authorities have any right to search an American ship, under the stars
and stripes of the United States, for we do not allow even the greatest
naval power on earth to do that thing. But if such a mad and dangerous
woman as you have described should by any means have smuggled herself
on board my ship, you are quite welcome to take her away as soon as
possible, for I should be afraid of my life if I was within one hundred
yards of such an unfortunate creature. If you can get her into your
lunatic asylum, the quicker the better; and the five thousand scudi will
come in good time, for I am thinking of building me a larger ship on my
return home. Now, gentlemen, come; I will assist you, for I should like
to see the gold in my pocket." The captain opened all his closets and
secret places, in the cabin and forecastle and in the hold; everything
was searched, all but the identical bread-cask in which I was snugly
coiled.
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