At any rate, few of them took any chances in the matter, and his trip to America was a financial success.
In much the same way a notorious crook named Lupo forced all the retail Italian grocers to buy from him, although his prices were considerably higher than those of his competitors.
Even Americans have not been slow to avail themselves of Camorrist methods.

There is a sewing machine company which sells its machines to Italian families on the instalment plan.

A regular agent solicits the orders, places the machines, and collects the initial dollar; but the moment a subscriber in Mulberry Street falls in arrears his or her name is placed on a black list, which is turned over by this enterprising business house to a "collector," who is none other than the leading Camorrist, "bad man," or Black Hander of the neighborhood.

A knock on the door from his fist, followed by the connotative expression on his face, results almost uniformly in immediate payment of all that is due.
Needless to say, he gets his camorra--a good one--on the money that otherwise might never be obtained.
It is probable that we should have this kind of thing among the Italians in America even if the Neapolitan Camorra and the Sicilian Mafia had never existed, for it is the precise kind of crime that seems to be spontaneously generated among a suspicious, ignorant, and superstitious people.

The Italian is keenly alive to the dramatic, sensational, and picturesque; he loves to intrigue, and will imagine plots against him when none exists.