Supplemental Nights to the Book of the Thousand and One Nights — Volume 2 (of 6)
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Supplemental Nights to the Book of the Thousand and One Nights — Volume 2 (of 6)
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
Armed _cap-à-pie_, the professor ran out after him, keeping pretty close
to his heels, with the intention of catching him just as he entered. But
the lady, being on the watch, opened the door suddenly for the pupil and
shut it in her husband’s face. The professor began to knock and to call
out with a furious noise. Extinguishing the light in a moment, the lady
placed Bucciolo behind the door, and throwing her arms round her
husband’s neck as he entered, motioned to her lover while she thus held
his enemy to make his escape, and he, upon the husband’s rushing
forward, slipped out from behind the door unperceived. She then began to
scream as loud as she could, “Help, help! the professor has gone mad!
Will nobody help me?” for he was in an ungovernable rage, and she clung
faster to him than before. The neighbours running to her assistance and
seeing the peaceable professor armed with deadly weapons, and his wife
crying out, “Help, for the love of Heaven!—too much study hath driven
him mad!” they readily believed such to be the fact. “Come, good
signor,” they said, “what is all this about? Try to compose
yourself—nay, do not struggle so hard, but let us help you to your
couch.” “How can I rest, think you,” he replied, “while this wicked
woman harbours paramours in my house? I saw him come in with my own
eyes.” “Wretch that I am!” cried his wife. “Inquire of all my friends
and neighbours whether any one of them ever saw anything the least
unbecoming in my conduct.” The whole party with one voice entreated the
professor to lay such thoughts aside, for there was not a better lady
breathing, or one who set a higher value upon her reputation. “But how
can that be,” said he, “when I saw him enter the house, and he is in it
now?” In the meanwhile the lady’s two brothers arrived, when she began
to weep bitterly, exclaiming, “O my dear brothers, my poor husband has
gone mad—quite mad, and he even says there is a man in the house. I
believe he would kill me if he could; but you know me too well to listen
for a moment to such a story,” and she continued to weep.
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