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Venetian Crete<br />
have abducted her in the time-honoured fashion of western Crete. No<br />
wonder the Venetians were staggered at his father’s proposal.<br />
Molino, however, proved a master of dissimulation. His shocked<br />
expression might have been due to gratified amazement. After consulting<br />
with his wife, he accepted the proposition, and the betrothal<br />
took place at once, Kandanoleon gave his son a gold ring. The boy<br />
kissed the girl and placed the ring on her finger. The wedding was<br />
arranged for the Sunday after the next. Molino would send for a<br />
notary and three or four gentlemen from Canea, while Kandanoleon<br />
was to bring not more than 500 of his friends and relations. He departed<br />
suspecting nothing.<br />
Next day Molino went down to Canea. He bought the customary<br />
presents for the groom and sent them up to Meskla. He sent dressmakers<br />
to his house at Alikianos to prepare the bride’s trousseau. And<br />
he paid a call on the Venetian rector of Canea.<br />
The day before the wedding Molino returned to his house with<br />
about fifty friends, to prepare for the festivities. They slaughtered and<br />
roasted a hundred sheep and oxen. On the Sunday morning Kandanoleon<br />
and his son Petros arrived, with some three hundred and fifty<br />
friends and one hundred women. The merrymaking began as soon as<br />
the marriage contract was signed, Molino’s servants had orders to let<br />
the wine flow. The guests ate and drank, danced and sang. The Venetians<br />
appeared to be keeping pace. By sunset not one Cretan was left on<br />
his feet. All lay w<strong>here</strong> they had fallen in swinish stupor, and their hosts<br />
too were scattered around the courtyard in what looked like a profound<br />
sleep.<br />
It was feigned. ‘When night fell, the rector came out of the city<br />
[Canea] with the army and the nobles and two hundred who had disembarked<br />
from the galleys silently and in good order.’ For Molino in<br />
Canea had begged the rector not to miss this opportunity of avenging a<br />
personal insult to his dignity as a Venetian noble and a Catholic, and of<br />
chastising the unruly and rebellious Orthodox. He had demanded a<br />
punishment such as would serve as an example to posterity. The rector,<br />
sending for reinforcements from Candia and Rethymnon, had marshalled<br />
1,700 foot and adequate horse.<br />
‘The signal was given with two rockets, and they answered from the<br />
tower [Molino’s house] in the same way, and the forces from the city<br />
proceeded to the tower and succeeded in arresting all the Cretans as<br />
they slept so deeply, and bound them hand and foot with ropes brought<br />
for the purpose. And they were bound as they slept, without realizing it,<br />
like sheep!’<br />
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