He is a Lombard; but if we were to arrest all his fellows, our prisons would never be half large enough.

Be off, my fine fellow, and take better care for the future!" Another foreigner was robbed in the Corso at midnight, on his return from the theatre.

All the consolation he got from the magistrate to whom he complained was, "Sir, you were out at an hour when all honest people should be in bed." A traveller was stopped between Rome and Civita Vecchia, and robbed of all the money he had about him.

When he reached Palo, he laid his complaint before the political functionary who taxes travellers for the trouble of fumbling with their passports.

The observation of this worthy man was, "What can you expect?
the people are so very poor!" On the eve of the grand fetes, however, all the riffraff are bound to go to prison, lest the religious ceremonies should be disturbed by evil-doers.