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
_Aniolliero_ hearing him speake in such confused manner, and perceiving
also, that they which stood gazing by, beleeved (as by their lookes
appeared) that _Fortarigo_ had not played away his Masters mony at
the Dice, but rather that he had some stocke of _Fortarigoes_ in his
custody; angerly answered; Thou sawcy companion, what have I to doe
with thy Doublet? I would thou wert hangd, not only for playing away
my money, but also by delaying thus my journey, and yet boldly thou
standest out-facing mee, as if I were no better then thy fellow.
_Fortarigo_ held on still his former behaviour, without using any
respect or reverence to _Aniolliero_, as if all the accusations did
not concerne him, but saying, Why should wee not take the advantage
of three shillings profit? Thinkest thou, that I am not able to doe
as much for thee? why, lay out so much money for my sake, and make no
more haste then needs we must, because we have day-light enough to
bring us (before night) to _Torreniero_. Come, draw thy purse, and pay
the money, for upon mine honest word, I may enquire throughout all
_Sienna_, and yet not find such another Doublet as this of mine is. To
say then, that I should leave it, where it now lyeth pawned, and for
eight and thirty shillings, when it is richly more worth then fifty, I
am sure to suffer a double endammagement thereby.
You may well imagine, that _Aniolliero_ was now enraged beyond all
patience, to see himselfe both robde of his money, and overborne
with presumptuous language: wherefore, without making any more
replications, he gave the spurre to his horse, and rode away towards
_Torreniero_. Now fell _Fortarigo_ into a more knavish intention
against _Aniolliero_, and being very speedy in running, followed apace
after him in his shirt, crying out still aloude to him all the way, to
let him have his Doublet againe. _Aniolliero_ riding on very fast, to
free his eares from this idle importunity, it fortuned that _Fortarigo_
espied divers countrey Pezants, labouring in the fields about their
businesse, and by whom _Aniolliero_ (of necessity) must passe: To them
he cryed out so loude as he could; Stay the Thiefe, Stop the Thiefe, he
rides away so fast, having robde me.
They being provided, some with Prongges, Pitchforkes and Spades, and
others with the like weapons fit for Husbandry, stept into the way
before _Aniolliero_: and beleeving undoubtedly, that he had robde
the man which pursued him in his shirt, stayed and apprehended him.
Whatsoever _Aniolliero_ could doe or say, prevailed not any thing with
the unmannerly Clownes, but when _Fortarigo_ was arrived among them, he
braved _Aniolliero_ most impudently, saying.
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