CHAPTER XVII
"This is what I want to say," continued the Neapolitan, "that His Majesty the Pope undoubtedly had the most sincere intentions that led him to act in this way. www.biquge.info But how far he will succeed in advancing his reforms is another question. For now, of course, everything is calm. In a month or two, the reactionary elements throughout Italy will be silenced. They will wait for the frenzy generated by the amnesty to pass. But they are unlikely to allow someone else to take power from them without a fight. I myself believe that before the middle of this winter is over, the Jesuits, the Gregorians, the clergy of the Holy Faith and other clowns will stir up against us, they will plot and they will put to death those who cannot be bought. β
"It's a possibility. β
"That's good. Either we will sit here and send the petition in a humble manner, until Lambrouchini and his close friends succeed in persuading the Grand Duke to condemn us according to the laws of the Society of Jesus. Maybe a few Austrian hussars will patrol the streets to keep us safe. Either we will take pre-emptive measures and take advantage of their momentary embarrassment to strike first. β
"First of all, tell us how you propose to attack?"
"I suggest that we begin to organize anti-Jesuit propaganda and agitation work. β
"Is it actually a pamphlet to declare war?"
"Yes, expose their machinations, expose their secrets, and call the people to unite in their struggle. β
But there are no Jesuit priests here that we want to expose. β
"Isn't it? Wait three months, and you'll see how many. It will be too late then. β
But if we want to arouse the public against the Jesuits, we have to be outspoken. But if so, will you be able to escape censorship?"
"I'm not hiding, I'm going to violate censorship. β
"So you're going to print the pamphlet anonymously, but in fact we've seen the end of many secret publications, and we knowβ"
"That's not what I meant. I will print pamphlets publicly with our addresses. If they dare, let them sue us. β
"It's a whole crazy scheme," cried Glacini, "it's just putting its head in the lion's mouth, pure nonsense." β
"Ho, you don't need to be afraid!" said Gary sharply, "for the sake of our pamphlet, we won't send you to jail." β
"Shut up, Ghalry!" Riccardo said. "It's not a matter of being scared. If jail works, we'll all be just as ready to go to jail as you are. But not to take risks for anything is childish. Let me say that I propose to amend this proposal. β
"Okay, what do you say?"
"I think we might be able to figure out a way to fight the Jesuits cautiously on the one hand, and not to conflict with censorship on the other. β
"I don't see how you can do that. β
"I think it's okay to use the form of a roundabout thing to cover up what we have to sayβ"
And then you would expect every poor craftsman and coolie to find out the meaning by ignorance and foolishness! That doesn't sound like it will work at all. β
"What do you think, Maldini?" the professor asked the man sitting next to him. The man had a large waist and a large brown beard.
"I think I'll reserve my opinion until I get more information. This question needs to be explored and depends on the outcome. β
"Saccony, what about you?"
"I'd like to hear what Lady Bora has to say. Her advice is always invaluable. β
Everyone turned to the only woman in the room. She had been sitting on the couch with one hand on her chin, silently listening to the discussions. Her black eyes were deep and serious, but when she lifted them, there was a look of amusement in them.
"I'm afraid I don't agree with everyone. She said.
"You're always like that, and the worst thing is that you're always right. Riccard interjected.
"I think we really should fight the Jesuits, and if we can't use one weapon, then we have to use another. But just doing it is a weak weapon, and evading scrutiny is a troublesome weapon. As for the petition, it was a child's toy. β
"Ma'am," interjected Gracini, with a serious expression, "I hope you are not suggesting such a measure as an assassination, do you?"
Maldini tugged at his beard, and Gary burst out laughing. Even the young woman couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Believe me," she said, "if I had been so vicious as to come up with such a thing, I wouldn't have been so naΓ―ve as to talk about it." But I know that the most powerful weapon is cynicism. If you can portray the Jesuits as ridiculous characters that cause people to laugh at them and ridicule their ideas, then you have conquered them without bloodshed. β
"I'm sure you're right for that," Fabrizi said, "but I don't see how that can be done." β
"Why can't we do that?" asked Maldini, "a satirical article has a better chance of passing censorship than a serious one." And if it had to be secrecy, the average reader would be more likely to find a pun in a seemingly ridiculous joke than a scientific paper or an economic paper. β
"Madame, do you suggest that we should issue a satirical pamphlet, or try to run a burlesque tabloid? I'm sure the censors would never approve the publication of a burlesque tabloid. β
"I'm not saying you have to publish pamphlets or burlesque tabloids. I believe that a series of satirical little leaflets can be printed and sold cheaply in the form of poetry or prose, or distributed free of charge on the streets. This would be useful. If we can find a clever painter who can grasp the spirit of this kind of article, then we can add illustrations. β
"If you can do it, that's a great idea. But if you really want to do it, you have to do it well. We should find a top-notch satirist. Where are we going to find such people?"
"Look," said Lega, "most of us are serious writers, and as much as I respect all of you, but if I were to say that a rush of humor would be like an elephant trying to do a Tarentella." β