The Clearke comming to the house of _Belcolore_, found her sitting at dinner with her Husband, and delivering her the Pestell and Morter, performed the rest of Sir _Simons_ message. _Belcolore_ hearing the Cloake demaunded, stept up to make answere: But _Bentivegna_, seeming (by his lookes) to be much offended, roughly replyed. Why how now wife? Is not Sir _Simon_ our especiall friend, and cannot be be pleasured without a pawne? I protest upon my word, I could find in my heart to smite thee for it. Rise quickely thou wert best, and send him backe his Cloake; with this warning hereafter, that whatsoever he will have, be it your poore Asse, or any thing else being ours, let him have it: and tell him (Master Clearke) he may command it. _Belcolore_ rose grumbling from the Table, and fetching the Cloake forth of the Chest, which stood neere at hand in the same roome; shee delivered it to the Clearke, saying. Tell Sir _Simon_ from me, and boldly say you heard me speake it: that I made a vow to my selfe, he shall never make use of my Morter hereafter, to beat any more of his sawcinesse in, let my Husband say whatsoever he will, I speake the word, and will performe it. Away went the Clearke home with the Cloake, and told Sir _Simon_ what she had said, whereto he replyed. If I must make use of her Morter no more; I will not trust her with the keeping of my Cloake, for feare it goe to gage indeed. _Bentivegna_ was a little displeased at his wives words, because hee thought she spake but in jest; albeit _Belcolore_ was so angry with Sir _Simon_, that she would not speake to him till vintage time following. But then Sir _Simon_, what by sharpe threatenings of her soule to be in danger of hell fire, continuing so long in hatred of a holy Priest, which words did not a little terrifie her; besides daily presents to her, of sweet new Wines, roasted Chesse-nuts, Figges and Almonds: all unkindnesse became converted to former familiarity; the garments were redeemed; he gave her Sonnets which she would sweetly sing to her Cimbale, and further friendship increased betweene her and sweet Sir _Simon._ Calandrino, Bruno, _and_ Buffalmaco, _all of them being Painters by profession, travelled to the Plaine of_ Mugnone, _to finde the precious Stone called_ Helitropium. Calandrino _perswaded himselfe to have found it; returned home to his house heavily loaden with stones. His Wife rebuking him for his absence, hee groweth into anger, and shrewdly beateth her. Afterward, when the case is debated among his other friends_ Bruno _and_ Buffalmaco, _all is found to be meere foolery._ The Third Novell. _Justly reprehending the simplicity of such men, as are too much addicted to credulitie, and will give credit to every thing they heare._