Giuseppi, next morning, heard the announcement of the determination of Francis, to interfere no further in the matter of the conspiracy at San Nicolo, with immense satisfaction.

For the last few nights he had scarcely slept, and whenever he dozed off, dreamed either of being tortured in dungeons, or of being murdered in his gondola; and no money could make up for the constant terrors which assailed him.

In his waking moments he was more anxious for his employer than for himself, for it was upon him that the vengeance of the conspirators would fall, rather than upon a young gondolier, who was only obeying the orders of his master.
It was, then, with unbounded relief that he heard Francis had decided to go no more out to San Nicolo.
During the next few days Francis went more frequently than usual to the Piazza of Saint Mark, and had no difficulty in recognizing there the various persons he had seen in the hut, and in ascertaining their names and families.

One of the citizens he had failed to recognize was a large contractor in the salt works on the mainland.

The other was the largest importer of beasts for the supply of meat to the markets of the city.
Francis was well satisfied with the knowledge he had gained.