I think I’ll be sent into exile, in any case I patiently await my fate, but what I beg of you is that you not get upset and that you try to overcome this bit of bad luck." After questioning, he is turned over to the Tribunale Speciale in Rome. As his letters witness, detention puts a great strain on his physical and psychological resistance, above all because he cannot paint, a subject on which he often dwells. On April 13 he writes, "What will happen to me? ... This questioning obsesses me as the waiting does, but time will throw its shadow also over this.
Il 13 aprile scrive: "Cosa sarà di me? … Questo interrogatorio mi ossessiona come l'attesa, ma il tempo porrà la sua ombra anche su ciò.