that he
had died beneath the guillotine. He would not himself engage in a crime
that would dishonor his name; but he knew there were a great number of
people in the world who could no more be punctilious about honor than
about the linen they wore,--fellows who walked in rags and dined
off garlic. Why should they stick at trifles? _They_ had no noble
escutcheons to be tarnished, no splendid names, no high lineage to be
disgraced. In fact, there were crimes that became them, just as certain
forms of labor suited them. They worked with their hands in each case.
Amongst the Camorra he knew many such. The difficulty was to bring the
power of the sect to bear upon the questions that engaged him. It would
not have been difficult to make them revolutionists,--the one word
"pillage" would have sufficed for that; the puzzle was how to make them
royalists. Mere pay would not do. These fellows had got a taste for
irregular gain. To expect to win them over by pay, or retain them
by discipline, was to hope to convert a poacher by inviting him to a
battue. Caffarelli had revolved the matter very long and carefully; he
had talked it over scores of times with Maitland. They agreed that the
Camorra had great capabilities, if one only could use them. Through the
members of that league in the army they had learned that the troops,
the long-vaunted reliance of the monarchy, could not be trusted. Many
regiments were ready to take arms with the Reds; many more would disband
and return to their homes. As for the navy, they declared there was not
one ship's company would stand by the Sovereign. The most well-affected
would be neutral; none save the foreign legions would fight for the
king. The question then was, to reinforce these, and at once,--a matter
far more difficult than it used to be. Switzerland would no longer
permit this recruitment. Austria would give none but her criminals.
America, it was said, abounded in ardent adventurous spirits that would
readily risk life in pursuit of fortune; but then the cause was not one
which, by any ingenuity, could be made to seem that of liberty. Nothing
then remained but Ireland. There there was bravery and poverty both;
thousands, who had no fears and very little food, ready for any
enterprise, but far readier for one which could be dignified as being
the battle of the Truth and the cause of the Holy Father.

An Irish legion, some five or six thousand devout Catholics and valiant
soldiers, was a p