So he quietly occupied himself in his prison by writing sonnets, and when an artist came to pay him a visit, he gave him an order for a new work.
In spite of the eloquent defence made in his behalf by a young advocate, the tribunal condemned him to twenty years' hard labour.

At this rate, the Minister who had allowed him to borrow the money should certainly have been beheaded.

But the lambs of the clergy don't eat one another.
The advocate who had defended Campana was punished for having pleaded too eloquently, by being forbidden to practise in Court for three months.
You may imagine that this cruel sentence cast a stigma upon Campana.
Not a bit of it.

The people, who have often experienced his generosity, regard him as a martyr.

The middle class despises him much less than it does many a yet unpunished functionary.