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leave Naples for a day ; and I did not find it difficult toshow him the monstrous extravagance of such an expecta-tion. I reminded him that we were not in Corsica, hutunder the dominion of ecpial laws, the Code Napoleon , ofsure application, and in a civilised community, which wouldexecrate the conduct he and his had been pursuing, so soonas it should be rendered public. That Rambaud, his brother,and myself, had offered the General all the personal satis-faction allowed of in civilised countries ;—that it had beenrefused;—that if law was preferred, there were thetribunals, but that we would never submit to bullyingthreats, which none but fools or savages could think ofputting into execution. I added, that two distinct sets offeelings had prevented Rambaud and myself from makinga complaint to the police of the threat of assassination ; oneof these was the repugnance to giving further publicity tothe affliction of the General, which was as yet pretty wellconfined to his own family, and his confidential clients ; theother motive was, the fear of appearing incapable of de-fending ourselves against him, Carabelli, and his friends.

Poor Carabelli seemed as if awakened from a dream !He caught me up in his arms as though I had been but achild, exclaiming, “Thank you, my friend, my noble friend!What an abyss of infamy and danger have I escaped!Although you know me not personally, pray do not takeme for so base a man as appearances would make me seem.I will have nothing more to do in this business, except it beto ask pardon of Rambaud and of his excellent mother forthe uneasiness I have caused.” But, before he had con-cluded his address, up ran his friends, who, mistaking theenthusiastic embrace for a sudden scuffle, flew to his assist-ance. They seemed agreeably surprised at the error, and itbeing very late, we all shook hands and parted.

Lucky for Carabelli did immediately prove this explana-