Nelson seems to have formed an adverse opinion of Mack, who was extolled by the Court as the military genius who was to deliver Europe from the thraldom of the French.  He had expressed the view that the King and Queen’s incomparable general “could not move without five carriages,” and that he “had formed his opinion” of him, which was tantamount to saying that Mack was both a coward and a traitor.  Perhaps it was undue consideration for the feelings of Caroline, sister to the late Marie Antoinette, that caused him to restrain his boiling rage against this crew of reptiles, who had sold every cause that was entrusted to their protection.

Nelson was infatuated with the charms of Caroline, and as this astute lady knew how to handle him in the interests of the Neapolitan Court, he reciprocated her patronage by overlooking misdeeds that would, under different circumstances, have justified him in blowing swarms of her noble subjects out of existence.  “I declare to God,” he writes, “my whole study is how to best meet the approbation of the Queen.”  An open door and hearty reception was always awaiting their Majesties of Sicily on board Nelson’s flagship when they found it necessary to fly from the wrath of their downtrodden subjects or the aggressive invasions of the French troops.  The anxiety of Nelson in conveying them to their Sicilian retreat was doubly increased by the vast treasure they never neglected to take with them, and neither the sources from which it came nor the means of spending it gave trouble to their consciences.  The British Government, always generous with other person’s money, fed these insufferable royal personages by bleeding the life’s blood out of the British public, though it is fair to say that the Government did not carry out to the full the benevolent suggestions Nelson consistently urged in their behalf.  “His heart was always breaking” at some act of parsimony on the part of the Government in so tardily giving that which he pleaded was an urgent necessity for them to have.  He frankly avowed that he would prefer to resign if any distinction were to be drawn between loyalty to his rightful sovereign and that of his Sicilian Majesty, who was the faithful ally of his King.  The solemn audacity of this statement reveals a mind so far fallen to pieces by infatuation that it has lost the power of discrimination.

It will be remembered that this gracious ally promised Nelson that he would go forth at the head of his troops and conquer or die, and then scampered off in front of his army through Rome to Naples, and, after a few days’ concealment from the mob, secretly bundled into boats with his retinue on a stormy night of great peril, embarked on the Admiral’s ship, and sailed for Palermo.