and thereby they would know whether I were mad or no, for if I did
drinke without feare as I accustomed to do, it was a signe that I was
whole, and in mine Assie wits, where contrary if I did flie and abhorre
the tast of the water, it was evident proofe of my madness, which thing
he said that he had read in ancient and credible books, whereupon they
tooke a bason of cleere water, and presented it before me: but I as
soone as I perceived the wholesome water of my life, ran incontinently,
thrusting my head into the bason, drank as though I had beene greatly
athirst; then they stroked me with their hands, and bowed mine eares,
and tooke me by the halter, to prove my patience, but I taking each
thing in good part, disproved their mad presumption, by my meeke and
gentle behaviour: when I was thus delivered from this double danger,
the next day I was laded againe with the goddesse Siria, and other
trumpery, and was brought into the way with Trumpets and Cymbals to beg
in the villages which we passed by according to our custome. And after
that we had gone through a few towns and Castles, we fortuned to come
to a certaine village, which was builded (as the inhabitants there
affirme) upon the foundation of a famous ancient Citie. And after that
we had turned into the next Inne, we heard of a prettie jest committed
in the towne there, which I would that you should know likewise.
THE THIRTY-EIGHTH CHAPTER
Of the deceipt of a Woman which made her husband Cuckold.
There was a man dwelling in the towne very poore, that had nothing but
that which he got by the labour and travell of his hands: his wife was
a faire young woman, but very lascivious, and given to the appetite and
desire of the flesh. It fortuned on a day, that while this poore man
was gone betimes in the morning to the field about his businesse,
according as he accustomed to doe, his wives lover secretly came into
his house to have his pleasure with her. And so it chanced that during
the time that shee and he were basking together, her husband suspecting
no such matter, returned home praising the chast continency of his
wife, in that hee found his doores fast closed, wherefore as his
custome was, he whistled to declare his comming. Then his crafty wife
ready with shifts, caught her lover and covered him under a great tub
standing in a corner, and therewithall she opened the doore, blaming
her husband in this sort: Commest thou home every day with empty hands,
and bringest nothing to maintaine our house? thou hast no regard for
our profit, neither providest for any meate or drinke, whereas I poore
wretch doe nothing day and night but occupie my selfe with spinning,
and yet my travell will scarce find the Candels which we spend. O how
much more happy is my neighbour Daphne, that eateth and drinketh at her
pleasure and passeth the time with her amorous lovers according to her
desire. What is the matter (quoth her husband) though Our Master hath
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