The Decameron (Day 6 to Day 10): Containing an hundred pleasant NovelsBoccaccio, Giovanni
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The Decameron (Day 6 to Day 10): Containing an hundred pleasant Novels
Boccaccio, Giovanni
Allegories; Frame stories; Plague -- Europe -- History -- Fiction; Storytelling -- Fiction
On a day, _Lydia_ called these two youths aside; and, among some other
speeches, which served but as an induction to her intended policy; she
perswaded them, that their mouths yeelded an unsavoury & ill-pleasing
smell, whereof their Lord seemed to take dislike. Wherefore she advised
them, that at such times as they attended on him in their severall
places: they should (so much as possibly they could) withdraw their
heads aside from him, because their breath might not be noyous unto
him. But withall, to have an especiall care, of not disclosing to
any one, what she had told them; because (out of meere love) she
had acquainted them therewith: which very constantly they beleeved,
and followed the same direction as she had advised, being loath to
displease, where service bound them to obey. Choosing a time fitting
for her purpose, when _Nicostratus_ was in private conference with her,
thus she began. Sir, you observe not the behaviour of your two pages,
when they wait on you at the Table? Yes but I do wife (quoth he) how
squemishly they turn their heads aside from me, and it hath often bin
in my minde, to understand a reason why they do so.
Seating herselfe by him, as if shee had some weighty matter to tell
him; she proceeded in this manner. Alas my Lord, you shall not need
to question them, because I can sufficiently resolve you therein:
which (neverthelesse) I have long concealed, because I would not be
offensive to you. But in regard, it is now manifestly apparant, that
others have tasted, what (I immagined) none but my selfe did, I will
no longer hide it from you. Assuredly Sir, there is a most strange and
unwonted ill-savour, continually issuing from your mouth, smelling most
noysomely, and I wonder what should be the occasion. In former times,
I never felt any such foule breathing to come from you: and you, who
do daily converse with so many worthy persons, should seeke meanes to
be rid of so great an annoyance. You say verie true wife (answered
_Nicostratus_) and I protest to you on my Credite, I feele no such ill
smell, neither know what should cause it, except I have some corrupted
tooth in my mouth. Perhaps Sir (quoth she) it may be so, and yet you
feele not the savour which others do, yea, very offensively.
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