in the demonstration; it
was enough for the carabinieri that they belonged to the Yugoslav party.
One of them, Father Rabadan--an elderly gentleman with gold spectacles--was
thrown down, struck until his face was covered with blood, and then dragged
off to prison. The carabinieri were being helped by soldiers--one of these
I saw in the act of loading his rifle--and the noise was tremendous. Here
one would see a Yugoslav trying to tell one of the warriors that he had
done nothing; then another ardito would go swooping on to his prey: one or
two of the officers looked awkward--one or two actually looked exultant. As
we steamed out of the harbour four or five carabinieri and arditi were
running along the road parallel with us, others were climbing over the
stone walls--apparently it was a man-hunt. "There are places in Dalmatia,"
Signor Luzzatti, an Italian ex-Premier, had been saying in the _Temps_,[41]
"where Yugoslavs and Italians are mingled; but it is clear that in those
circumstances the oldest and serenest civilization should prevail. Italy in
her relations with other races has continued the traditions of ancient
Rome.... It is their palpitating desire [_i.e._ that of Fiume, Sebenico,
Zara, Trau, Spalato, etc.] to live under the direct protection of Italy."
And on the next day a telegram was sent to Split from the unoccupied island
of Bra['c], giving the names of twenty-one persons who were arrested, and
the name [Semeri] of an officer who had helped to beat Father Rabadan and
continued: "The carabinieri are still looking for Yugoslavs. On the
occasion of the arrestment of the clerk Nikola Pavi[vc]i['c], the musket of
an ardito went off and an eye was blown out to Mr. Pavi[vc]i['c]. Great
terror prevails among the Yugoslav population." A later message, to the
newspaper _Jadran_ at Split, said that twenty-eight persons had been
arrested and imprisoned in two narrow cells, which were overlooked from the
neighbouring houses. There they were being maltreated, and for the first
day being given nothing to eat. Everyone felt surprise that among the
arrested was a certain Mr. Vladimir Vrankovi['c], as he was one of those
who had betrayed their nationality. But after ten minutes this clumsiness
on the part of a carabiniere was rectified and, by command of Major
Penatta, he was released. All those who could get away from Starigrad were
taking refuge in the villages. The message ended by asking for the
intervention of the Entent