Allegories; Frame stories; Plague -- Europe -- History -- Fiction; Storytelling -- Fiction
'Twas some time before the Florentines ceased to look on Tedaldo as a
portent, as if he were risen from the dead; and a shadow of doubt whether he
were really Tedaldo or no continued to lurk in the minds of not a few,
including even his brothers: they had no assured belief; and in that frame
had perchance long continued, but for a casual occurrence that shewed them
who the murdered man was. It so befell that one day some men-at-arms from
Lunigiana passed by their house, and seeing Tedaldo accosted him, saying:--
"Good-morrow to thee, Faziuolo." To whom Tedaldo, in the presence of his
brothers, answered:--"You take me for another." Whereat they were abashed,
and asked his pardon, saying:--"Sooth to tell, you are liker than we ever
knew any man like to another to a comrade of ours, Faziuolo da Pontremoli by
name, who came hither a fortnight ago, or perhaps a little more, since when
we have not been able to learn what became of him. Most true it is that your
dress surprised us, because he, like ourselves, was a soldier." Whereupon
Tedaldo's eldest brother came forward, and asked how their comrade had been
accoutred. They told him, and 'twas found to have been exactly as they said:
by which and other evidence 'twas established that 'twas Faziuolo that had
been murdered, and not Tedaldo; of whom thenceforth no suspicion lurked in
the minds of his brothers or any one else.
So, then, Tedaldo returned home very rich, and remained constant in his
love; nor did the lady again treat him harshly; but, using discretion, they
long had mutual solace of their love. God grant us solace of ours.
(1) As pointed out by Mr. Payne, these words are not from any of the
Gospels, but from the first verse of the Acts of the Apostles. Boccaccio
doubtless used "Evangelio" in a large sense for the whole of the New
Testament.
(2) Schiavina, Low Lat. sclavina, the long coarse frock worn, among others,
by palmers.
NOVEL VIII.
--
Ferondo, having taken a certain powder, is interred for dead; is disinterred
by the abbot, who enjoys his wife; is put in prison and taught to believe
that he is in purgatory; is then resuscitated, and rears as his own a boy
begotten by the abbot upon his wife.
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