But the padrone thought it would not be prudent to continue the punishment.
"Help him put on his clothes, Pietro," he said.

"I will let you off this time, little rascal, but take heed that you never again steal a single cent of my money." Giacomo was allowed to seek his uncomfortable bed.

His back was so sore with the beating he had received that he was compelled to lie on his side.

During the night the feverish symptoms increased, and before morning he was very sick.

The padrone was forced to take some measures for his recovery, not from motives of humanity, but because Giacomo's death would cut off a source of daily revenue, and this, in the eyes of the mercenary padrone, was an important consideration.
Phil went to bed in silence.