Complete Memoirs of Casanova HTML version

I Am Ordered to Leave Vienna--The Empress Moderates but Does Not Annul the Order--
Zavoiski at Munich--My Stay at Augsburg--Gasconnade at Louisburg--The Cologne
Newspaper--My Arrival at Aix-la-Chapelle
The greatest mistake a man that punishes a knave can commit is to leave the said rogue
alive, for he is certain to take vengeance. If I had had my sword in the den of thieves, I
should no doubt have defended myself, but it would have gone ill with me, three against
one, and I should probably have been cut to pieces, while the murderers would have
escaped unpunished.
At eight o'clock Campioni came to see me in my bed, and was astonished at my
adventure. Without troubling himself to compassionate me, we both began to think how
we could get back my purse; but we came to the conclusion that it would be impossible,
as I had nothing more than my mere assertion to prove the case. In spite of that, however,
I wrote out the whole story, beginning with the girl who recited the Latin verses. I
intended to bring the document before the police; however, I had not time to do so.
I was just sitting down to dinner, when an agent of the police came and gave me an order
to go and speak to Count Schrotembach, the Statthalter. I told him to instruct my
coachman, who was waiting at the door, and that I would follow him shortly.
When I called on the Statthalter, I found him to be a thick-set individual; he was standing
up, and surrounded by men who seemed ready to execute his orders. When he saw me, he
shewed me a watch, and requested me to note the hour.
"I see it."
"If you are at Vienna at that time to-morrow I shall have you expelled from the city."
"Why do you give me such an unjust order?"
"In the first place, I am not here to give you accounts or reasons for my actions.
However, I may tell you that you are expelled for playing at games of chance, which are
forbidden by the laws under pain of the galleys. Do you recognize that purse and these
I did not know the cards, but I knew the purse which had been stolen from me. I was in a
terrible rage, and I only replied by presenting the magistrate with the truthful narrative of
what had happened to me. He read it, and then said with a laugh that I was well known to
be a man of parts, that my character was known, that I had been expelled from Warsaw,