She even still undertakes to repress political crimes.

She feels personally wronged if a cracker is let off, if a musket is concealed: in short, she fancies herself in Lombardy.
At Rome, the French place themselves at the disposal of the Pope for the maintenance of order and public security.

Our soldiers have too much honesty to let a murderer or a thief who is within their reach escape.

The Austrians pretend that they are not gendarmes, to arrest malefactors; each individual soldier considers himself the agent of the old diplomatists, charged with none but political functions: police matters are not within his province.

What is the consequence?
The Austrian army, after carefully disarming the citizens, delivers them over to malefactors, without the means of protection.
At Bologna, a merchant of the name of Vincenzio Bedini was pointed out to me, who had been robbed in his warehouse at six o'clock in the evening.