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gentleman named Messer Dego della Ratta, King Ruberto's marshal,   The Sixth Day | The Fourth Novell
            came to the city. Dego, being very handsome and inordinately fond   Storyteller: Neifile
            of women, took a special liking to the beautiful niece of the bishop's
            brother. Learning that her husband, though of good family, was   Demonstrating that a quick-witted and humorous response
            a miserly caitiff, Dego struck a bargain with him to lie one night   can often diffuse an angry situation. Chichibio, cook to Messer
            with the lady for five hundred florins of gold. He then had the   Currado Gianfiliazzi, turned his master's anger into laughter
            same number of silver popolins gilded and, having lain with the   with a sudden, funny answer, thereby avoiding the punishment
            lady against her will, gave them to her husband. When this became   Messer intended to impose on him.
            generally known, the caitiff husband was left with the loss and the
            laugh against him. The bishop, like a wise man, pretended to know
            nothing of the affair.


            The bishop and the marshal were often together. On St. John's
            day, as they rode side by side down the street where the palio
            race starts, they took note of the ladies. The bishop saw a young
            gentlewoman named Monna Nonna de' Pulci, a cousin of Messer
            Alesso  Rinucci,  whom  you  all  must  know.  She  was  lusty,  fair,
            of excellent discourse, and good courage, and had just settled
            with  her  husband  in  Porta  San  Piero.  The  bishop  presented  her
            to the marshal and, being close beside her, laid his hand on the
            marshal's shoulder and said to her, "Nonna, what do you think
            of this gentleman? Do you think you might make a conquest of
            him?" The lady resented these words as a jibe at her honor, likely   1985 HAND COLORED AQUA TINTA / AQUA FORTE
                                                                   29,5X19,5 CM. | 11¾X7½ IN. (IMAGE SIZE).
            to tarnish it in the eyes of those who heard them. Without thinking
            of vindicating her honor, but intending to return blow for blow, she
            hastily retorted, "Perhaps, Sir, he might not make a conquest of
            me; but if he did, I would want good money."
                                                                   Although, loving ladies, ready wit often provides words that are apt,
                                                                   excellent, and suitable for the circumstances, it is also true that Fortune
            The answer stung both the marshal and the bishop to the quick.   sometimes aids the timid and unexpectedly puts words on their tongue
            The marshal was the contriver of the scurvy trick played on the   that they could never have found for themselves in a quiet moment. This
            bishop's brother regarding his niece, and the bishop felt outraged   is what I intend to show you with my story.
            on behalf of his brother's niece. They dared not look each other
            in the face, but took themselves off in shame and silence, saying   Currado Gianfigliazzi, as you may know, has always been a noble citizen of
            never a word more to her that day.
                                                                   our city, open-handed and magnificent, living as a gentleman should with
                                                                   hounds and hawks, which, to say nothing of more important matters, he
            In such a case, the lady, having received a bite, was justified in   found unfailing delight in. One day, near Peretola, he dispatched a crane
            wittily returning it.
                                                                   with one of his falcons. Finding it young and plump, he sent it to his excellent
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