Some of them, suspecting poison, treated the wounds with theriac and antidotes.
Others cut into the flesh and probed.

Meanwhile the loss of blood had so exhausted Sarpi's meager frame that for more than twenty days he had no strength to move or lift his hands.

Not a word of impatience escaped his lips; and when Acquapendente began to medicate the worst wound in his face, he moved the dozen doctors to laughter by wittily observing, 'And yet the world maintains that it was given _Stilo Romanae Curiae_.'[145] His old friend Malipiero would fain have kept the dagger as a relic.

But Sarpi suspended it at the foot of a crucifix in the church of the Servi, with this appropriate inscription, _Dei Filio Liberatori_.

When he had recovered from his long suffering, the Republic assigned their Counselor an increase of pension in order that he might maintain a body of armed guards, and voted him a house in S.Marco for the greater security of his person.