"I've never suggested that we should all rush to do jobs that we're not the right person for. I mean www.biquge.info we should try to find a satirist who really has that talent, and somewhere in Italy we can certainly find someone like that. We can provide him with the necessary funds. Of course, we should get to know this person and make sure that he will work according to the guidelines that we can agree on. ”

"But where do we find it? There are only a handful of truly talented satirists, but there are no such people. Justi wouldn't accept it, he was busy. There are one or two good people in Lombardy, but they only write in the Milanese dialect—"

"In addition," says Grecini, "we can influence the Tuscans in a better way." If we treat serious issues like civil liberties and religious liberties as trivial, I'm sure others will at least think we're lacking in political strategy. Florence is not a wild place like London, and it only knows how to make a lot of money by running a factory, nor is it a drunken place like Paris. It's a city with a glorious history—"

"It's the same with Athens," she interjected, smiling, "but it's 'rather clumsy because it's bloated, and needs a gadfly to wake it up.'"

Riccardo slapped the table. "Hey, we didn't even think of a gadfly!

"Who is he?"

"Gadfly - Felice Rivarez. Don't you remember him? That guy in Murattori's team, who came down from the Apennines three years ago. ”

"Oh, you know those guys, don't you? I remember you went with them when they went to Paris. ”

"Yes. I went to Livorno to take Rivarez to Marseille. He did not want to stay in Tuscany, saying that after the failure of the uprising, there was nothing else to do but laugh, so it was better for him to go to Paris. He undoubtedly agreed with Grecini that it was impossible to laugh in Tuscany. But I'm almost certain that if we come forward to ask him, he'll come back, because now there's another opportunity to do something for Italy. ”

"What's his name?"

"Rivarez. I guess he's Brazilian. Anyway, I know he lived there. Of all the people I've met, he's a very witty man. God knows what to be happy about during our week in Livorno, and it was sad enough to look at poor Lambbrucini. But whenever Rivarez was in the house, no one could hold back a smile. When he opened his mouth, it was a joke, like a fire that would not be extinguished. He also had an unsightly stab wound on his face. I remember that I was the one who stitched up the wound for him. He's a strange man, but I'm sure it's because of him, with his nonsense, that some poor lads haven't completely collapsed. ”

"Is that the guy who signed 'Gadfly' and wrote satirical essays in French-language newspapers?"

"Yes. Most of his essays are short, concise, and comical. The smugglers in the Apennines called him 'Gadfly' because his mouth was so powerful. He then adopted the nickname as his pen name. ”

"I know a little bit about this gentleman. Gracini interjected. He spoke word by word, and his expression was solemn. "I can't say that all I hear is praise for him. He undoubtedly has some kind of grandstanding cleverness, though I think his abilities are overstated. He may not lack the courage to do it, but his reputation in Paris and Vienna, I believe, is far from flawless. He was like a man who had experienced, uh, many adventures, and his origins were unknown. It is said that the Duprez expedition, in the spirit of charity, took him in somewhere in the tropics of South America, and at that time he was like a wild man, almost inhuman. As to how he got to that point, I believe he never gave a satisfactory explanation. Speaking of the uprising in the Apennines, I don't think it's a secret that everyone was involved in that unfortunate failed uprising. We know that the people who were put to death in Bologna were authentic criminals. Most of those who escaped were not worth mentioning at all. There is no doubt that some of those who took part in the uprising were of high character—"

"Some of them are friends of some of you!" Riccardo interrupted, his voice filled with anger. "It's good to stay out of the way, and pick your nose and eyes, Gracini. But these 'authentic criminals' died for their beliefs, and they did more than you and I did. ”

"The next time someone tells you about the banal rumors of Paris," added Gurry, "you can tell them that, as far as I know, they are all wrong about the expedition to Du Pretz." I knew Martell himself, Dupretz's assistant, and I heard from him what had happened. They did find Rivarez outcast. He was captured during the battle for the independence of the Argentine Republic and escaped. He disguised himself as all sorts of people and wandered around that country trying to get back to Buenos Aires. But to say that he was taken in in in a charitable heart is pure fabrication. Their interpreter fell ill and had to be sent back. None of the French spoke the language, so they asked him to be the interpreter. He stayed with them for three years, examining the tributaries of the Amazon River. Martell told me that he believed they wouldn't have been able to complete that expedition without Rivarez. ”

"Whoever he is," said Fabrizi, "must have had great ability, or he would not have been in the spotlight of two seasoned explorers, Martail and Dupretz, and it seems that he did." What do you think, ma'am?"

"I don't know anything about it. I was still in England when they fled through Tuscany. But I do think that if his companions who had been on his expedition in the wild country for three years, and the comrades who had revolted with him, had a high opinion of him, it would have been a very valuable recommendation, and would have more than offset the gossip of many of the streets. ”

"As for what his comrades think of him, there is nothing to say. "From Muratori and Zambekari to the rudeest mountain people, they all treated him with sincerity. In addition, he had a deep personal relationship with Orsini. On the other hand, it is true that there are constant nonsense about his situation in Paris, which is not too good. But if a person doesn't want to make too many enemies, then he shouldn't be a political satirist. ”