NOVEL IX.

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Lydia, wife of Nicostratus, loves Pyrrhus, who to assure himself thereof,

asks three things of her, all of which she does, and therewithal enjoys

him in presence of Nicostratus, and makes Nicostratus believe that what

he saw was not real.

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So diverting did the ladies find Neifile's story that it kept them still

laughing and talking, though the king, having bidden Pamfilo tell his

story, had several times enjoined silence upon them. However, as soon as

they had done, Pamfilo thus began:--Methinks, worshipful ladies, there is

no venture, though fraught with gravest peril, that whoso loves ardently

will not make: of which truth, exemplified though it has been in stories

not a few, I purpose to afford you yet more signal proof in one which I

shall tell you; wherein you will hear of a lady who in her enterprises

owed far more to the favour of Fortune than to the guidance of reason:

wherefore I should not advise any of you rashly to follow in her

footsteps, seeing that Fortune is not always in a kindly mood, nor are

the eyes of all men equally holden.

In Argos, that most ancient city of Achaia, the fame of whose kings of

old time is out of all proportion to its size, there dwelt of yore

Nicostratus, a nobleman, to whom, when he was already verging on old age,

Fortune gave to wife a great lady, Lydia by name, whose courage matched

her charms. Nicostratus, as suited with his rank and wealth, kept not a

few retainers and hounds and hawks, and was mightily addicted to the

chase. Among his dependants was a young man named Pyrrhus, a gallant of

no mean accomplishment, and goodly of person and beloved and trusted by

Nicostratus above all other. Of whom Lydia grew mighty enamoured,

insomuch that neither by day nor by night might her thoughts stray from

him: but, whether it was that Pyrrhus wist not her love, or would have

none of it, he gave no sign of recognition; whereby the lady's suffering

waxing more than she could bear, she made up her mind to declare her love

to him; and having a chambermaid, Lusca by name, in whom she placed great

trust, she called her, and said:--"Lusca, tokens thou hast had from me of

my regard that should ensure thy obedience and loyalty; wherefore have a

care that what I shall now tell thee reach the ears of none but him to

whom I shall bid thee impart it. Thou seest, Lusca, that I am in the

prime of my youth and lustihead, and have neither lack nor stint of all

such things as folk desire, save only, to be brief, that I have one cause

to repine, to wit, that my husband's years so far outnumber my own.

Wherefore with that wherein young ladies take most pleasure I am but ill

provided, and, as my desire is no less than theirs, 'tis now some while

since I determined that, if Fortune has shewn herself so little friendly

to me by giving me a husband so advanced in years, at least I will not be

mine own enemy by sparing to devise the means whereby my happiness and

health may be assured; and that herein, as in all other matters, my joy

may be complete, I have chosen, thereto to minister by his embraces, our

Pyrrhus, deeming him more worthy than any other man, and have so set my

heart upon him that I am ever ill at ease save when he is present either

to my sight or to my mind, insomuch that, unless I forgather with him

without delay, I doubt not that 'twill be the death of me. And so, if

thou holdest my life dear, thou wilt shew him my love on such wise as

thou mayst deem best, and make my suit to him that he be pleased to come

to me, when thou shalt go to fetch him." "That gladly will I," replied

the chambermaid; and as soon as she found convenient time and place, she

drew Pyrrhus apart, and, as best she knew how, conveyed her lady's

message to him. Which Pyrrhus found passing strange to hear, for 'twas in

truth a complete surprise to him, and he doubted the lady did but mean to

try him. Wherefore he presently, and with some asperity, answered

thus:--"Lusca, believe I cannot that this message comes from my lady:

have a care, therefore, what thou sayst, and if, perchance, it does come

from her, I doubt she does not mean it; and if perchance, she does mean

it, why, then I am honoured by my lord above what I deserve, and I would

not for my life do him such a wrong: so have a care never to speak of

such matters to me again." Lusca, nowise disconcerted by his uncompliant

tone, rejoined:--"I shall speak to thee, Pyrrhus, of these and all other

matters, wherewith I may be commissioned by my lady, as often as she

shall bid me, whether it pleases or irks thee; but thou art a blockhead."

So, somewhat chafed, Lusca bore Pyrrhus' answer back to her lady, who

would fain have died, when she heard it, and some days afterwards resumed

the topic, saying:--"Thou knowest, Lusca, that 'tis not the first stroke

that fells the oak; wherefore, methinks, thou wert best go back to this

strange man, who is minded to evince his loyalty at my expense, and

choosing a convenient time, declare to him all my passion, and do thy

best endeavour that the affair be carried through; for if it should thus

lapse, 'twould be the death of me; besides which, he would think we had

but trifled with him, and, whereas 'tis his love we would have, we should

earn his hatred." So, after comforting the lady, the maid hied her in

quest of Pyrrhus, whom she found in a gladsome and propitious mood, and

thus addressed:--"'Tis not many days, Pyrrhus, since I declared to thee

how ardent is the flame with which thy lady and mine is consumed for love

of thee, and now again I do thee to wit thereof, and that, if thou shalt

not relent of the harshness that thou didst manifest the other day, thou

mayst rest assured that her life will be short: wherefore I pray thee to

be pleased to give her solace of her desire, and shouldst thou persist in

thy obduracy, I, that gave thee credit for not a little sense, shall deem

thee a great fool. How flattered thou shouldst be to know thyself beloved

above all else by a lady so beauteous and high-born! And how indebted

shouldst thou feel thyself to Fortune, seeing that she has in store for

thee a boon so great and so suited to the cravings of thy youth, ay, and

so like to be of service to thee upon occasion of need! Bethink thee, if

there be any of thine equals whose life is ordered more agreeably than

thine will be if thou but be wise. Which of them wilt thou find so well

furnished with arms and horses, clothes and money as thou shalt be, if

thou but give my lady thy love? Receive, then, my words with open mind;

be thyself again; bethink thee that 'tis Fortune's way to confront a man

but once with smiling mien and open lap, and, if he then accept not her

bounty, he has but himself to blame, if afterward he find himself in

want, in beggary. Besides which, no such loyalty is demanded between

servants and their masters as between friends and kinsfolk; rather 'tis

for servants, so far as they may, to behave towards their masters as

their masters behave towards them. Thinkest thou, that, if thou hadst a

fair wife or mother or daughter or sister that found favour in

Nicostratus' eyes, he would be so scrupulous on the point of loyalty as

thou art disposed to be in regard of his lady? Thou art a fool, if so

thou dost believe. Hold it for certain, that, if blandishments and

supplications did not suffice, he would, whatever thou mightest think of

it, have recourse to force. Observe we, then, towards them and theirs the

same rule which they observe towards us and ours. Take the boon that

Fortune offers thee; repulse her not; rather go thou to meet her, and

hail her advance; for be sure that, if thou do not so, to say nought of

thy lady's death, which will certainly ensue, thou thyself wilt repent

thee thereof so often that thou wilt be fain of death."

Since he had last seen Lusca, Pyrrhus had repeatedly pondered what she

had said to him, and had made his mind up that, should she come again, he

would answer her in another sort, and comply in all respects with the

lady's desires, provided he might be assured that she was not merely

putting him to the proof; wherefore he now made answer:--"Lo, now, Lusca,

I acknowledge the truth of all that thou sayst; but, on the other hand, I

know that my lord is not a little wise and wary, and, as he has committed

all his affairs to my charge, I sorely misdoubt me that 'tis with his

approbation, and by his advice, and but to prove me, that Lydia does

this: wherefore let her do three things which I shall demand of her for

my assurance, and then there is nought that she shall crave of me, but I

will certainly render her prompt obedience. Which three things are

these:--first, let her in Nicostratus' presence kill his fine

sparrow-hawk: then she must send me a lock of Nicostratus' beard, and

lastly one of his best teeth." Hard seemed these terms to Lusca, and hard

beyond measure to the lady, but Love, that great fautor of enterprise,

and master of stratagem, gave her resolution to address herself to their

performance: wherefore through the chambermaid she sent him word that

what he required of her she would do, and that without either reservation

or delay; and therewithal she told him, that, as he deemed Nicostratus so

wise, she would contrive that they should enjoy one another in

Nicostratus' presence, and that Nicostratus should believe that 'twas a

mere show. Pyrrhus, therefore, anxiously expected what the lady would do.

Some days thus passed, and then Nicostratus gave a great breakfast, as

was his frequent wont, to certain gentlemen, and when the tables were

removed, the lady, robed in green samite, and richly adorned, came forth

of her chamber into the hall wherein they sate, and before the eyes of

Pyrrhus and all the rest of the company hied her to the perch, on which

stood the sparrow-hawk that Nicostratus so much prized, and loosed him,

and, as if she were minded to carry him on her hand, took him by the

jesses and dashed him against the wall so that he died.

Whereupon:--"Alas! my lady, what hast thou done?" exclaimed Nicostratus:

but she vouchsafed no answer, save that, turning to the gentlemen that

had sate at meat with him, she said:--"My lords, ill fitted were I to

take vengeance on a king that had done me despite, if I lacked the

courage to be avenged on a sparrow-hawk. You are to know that by this

bird I have long been cheated of all the time that ought to be devoted by

gentlemen to pleasuring their ladies; for with the first streaks of dawn

Nicostratus has been up and got him to horse, and hawk on hand hied him

to the champaign to see him fly, leaving me, such as you see me, alone

and ill content abed. For which cause I have oftentimes been minded to do

that which I have now done, and have only refrained therefrom, that,

biding my time, I might do it in the presence of men that should judge my

cause justly, as I trust you will do." Which hearing, the gentlemen, who

deemed her affections no less fixed on Nicostratus than her words

imported, broke with one accord into a laugh, and turning to Nicostratus,

who was sore displeased, fell a saying:--"Now well done of the lady to

avenge her wrongs by the death of the sparrow-hawk!" and so, the lady

being withdrawn to her chamber, they passed the affair off with divers

pleasantries, turning the wrath of Nicostratus to laughter.

Pyrrhus, who had witnessed what had passed, said to himself:--Nobly

indeed has my lady begun, and on such wise as promises well for the

felicity of my love. God grant that she so continue. And even so Lydia

did: for not many days after she had killed the sparrow-hawk, she, being

with Nicostratus in her chamber, from caressing passed to toying and

trifling with him, and he, sportively pulling her by the hair, gave her

occasion to fulfil the second of Pyrrhus' demands; which she did by

nimbly laying hold of one of the lesser tufts of his beard, and, laughing

the while, plucking it so hard that she tore it out of his chin. Which

Nicostratus somewhat resenting:--"Now what cause hast thou," quoth she,

"to make such a wry face? 'Tis but that I have plucked some half-dozen

hairs from thy beard. Thou didst not feel it as much as did I but now thy

tugging of my hair." And so they continued jesting and sporting with one

another, the lady jealously guarding the tuft that she had torn from the

beard, which the very same day she sent to her cherished lover. The third

demand caused the lady more thought; but, being amply endowed with wit,

and powerfully, seconded by Love, she failed not to hit upon an apt

expedient.

Nicostratus had in his service two lads, who, being of gentle birth, had

been placed with him by their kinsfolk, that they might learn manners,

one of whom, when Nicostratus sate at meat, carved before him, while the

other gave him to drink. Both lads Lydia called to her, and gave them to

understand that their breath smelt, and admonished them that, when they

waited on Nicostratus, they should hold their heads as far back as

possible, saying never a word of the matter to any. The lads believing

her, did as she bade them. Whereupon she took occasion to say to

Nicostratus:--"Hast thou marked what these lads do when they wait upon

thee?" "Troth, that have I," replied Nicostratus; "indeed I have often

had it in mind to ask them why they do so." "Nay," rejoined the lady,

"spare thyself the pains; for I can tell thee the reason, which I have

for some time kept close, lest it should vex thee; but as I now see that

others begin to be ware of it, it need no longer be withheld from thee.

'Tis for that thy breath stinks shrewdly that they thus avert their heads

from thee: 'twas not wont to be so, nor know I why it should be so; and

'tis most offensive when thou art in converse with gentlemen; and

therefore 'twould be well to find some way of curing it." "I wonder what

it could be," returned Nicostratus; "is it perchance that I have a

decayed tooth in my jaw?" "That may well be," quoth Lydia: and taking him

to a window, she caused him open his mouth, and after regarding it on

this side and that:--"Oh! Nicostratus," quoth she, "how couldst thou have

endured it so long? Thou hast a tooth here, which, by what I see, is not

only decayed, but actually rotten throughout; and beyond all manner of

doubt, if thou let it remain long in thy head, 'twill infect its

neighbours; so 'tis my advice that thou out with it before the matter

grows worse." "My judgment jumps with thine," quoth Nicostratus;

"wherefore send without delay for a chirurgeon to draw it." "God forbid,"

returned the lady, "that chirurgeon come hither for such a purpose;

methinks, the case is such that I can very well dispense with him, and

draw the tooth myself. Besides which, these chirurgeons do these things

in such a cruel way, that I could never endure to see thee or know thee

under the hands of any of them: wherefore my mind is quite made up to do

it myself, that, at least, if thou shalt suffer too much, I may give it

over at once, as a chirurgeon would not do." And so she caused the

instruments that are used on such occasions to be brought her, and having

dismissed all other attendants save Lusca from the chamber, and locked

the door, made Nicostratus lie down on a table, set the pincers in his

mouth, and clapped them on one of his teeth, which, while Lusca held him,

so that, albeit he roared for pain, he might not move, she wrenched by

main force from his jaw, and keeping it close, took from Lusca's hand

another and horribly decayed tooth, which she shewed him, suffering and

half dead as he was, saying:--"See what thou hadst in thy jaw; mark how

far gone it is." Believing what she said, and deeming that, now the tooth

was out, his breath would no more be offensive, and being somewhat eased

of the pain, which had been extreme, and still remained, so that he

murmured not little, by divers comforting applications, he quitted the

chamber: whereupon the lady forthwith sent the tooth to her lover, who,

having now full assurance of her love, placed himself entirely at her

service. But the lady being minded to make his assurance yet more sure,

and deeming each hour a thousand till she might be with him, now saw fit,

for the more ready performance of the promise she had given him, to feign

sickness; and Nicostratus, coming to see her one day after breakfast,

attended only by Pyrrhus, she besought him for her better solacement, to

help her down to the garden. Wherefore Nicostratus on one side, and

Pyrrhus on the other, took her and bore her down to the garden, and set

her on a lawn at the foot of a beautiful pear-tree: and after they had

sate there a while, the lady, who had already given Pyrrhus to understand

what he must do, said to him:--"Pyrrhus, I should greatly like to have

some of those pears; get thee up the tree, and shake some of them down."

Pyrrhus climbed the tree in a trice, and began to shake down the pears,

and while he did so:--"Fie! Sir," quoth he, "what is this you do? And

you, Madam, have you no shame, that you suffer him to do so in my

presence? Think you that I am blind? 'Twas but now that you were gravely

indisposed. Your cure has been speedy indeed to permit of your so

behaving: and as for such a purpose you have so many goodly chambers, why

betake you not yourselves to one of them, if you must needs so disport

yourselves? 'Twould be much more decent than to do so in my presence."

Whereupon the lady, turning to her husband:--"Now what can Pyrrhus mean?"

said she. "Is he mad?" "Nay, Madam," quoth Pyrrhus; "mad am not I. Think

you I see you not?" Whereat Nicostratus marvelled not a little;

and:--"Pyrrhus," quoth he, "I verily believe thou dreamest." "Nay, my

lord," replied Pyrrhus, "not a whit do I dream; neither do you; rather

you wag it with such vigour, that, if this pear-tree did the like, there

would be never a pear left on it." Then the lady:--"What can this mean?"

quoth she: "can it be that it really seems to him to be as he says? Upon

my hope of salvation, were I but in my former health, I would get me up

there to judge for myself what these wonders are which he professes to

see." Whereupon, as Pyrrhus in the pear-tree continued talking in the

same strange strain:--"Come down," quoth Nicostratus; and when he was

down:--"Now what," said Nicostratus, "is it thou sayst thou seest up

there?" "I suppose," replied Pyrrhus, "that you take me to be deluded or

dreaming: but as I must needs tell you the truth, I saw you lying upon

your wife, and then, when I came down, I saw you get up and sit you down

here where you now are." "Therein," said Nicostratus, "thou wast

certainly deluded, for, since thou clombest the pear-tree, we have not

budged a jot, save as thou seest." Then said Pyrrhus:--"Why make more

words about the matter? See you I certainly did; and, seeing you, I saw

you lying upon your own." Nicostratus' wonder now waxed momently,

insomuch that he said:--"I am minded to see if this pear-tree be

enchanted, so that whoso is in it sees marvels;" and so he got him up

into it. Whereupon the lady and Pyrrhus fell to disporting them, and

Nicostratus, seeing what they were about, exclaimed:--"Ah! lewd woman,

what is this thou doest? And thou, Pyrrhus, in whom I so much trusted!"

And so saying, he began to climb down. Meanwhile the lady and Pyrrhus had

made answer:--"We are sitting here:" and seeing him descending, they

placed themselves as they had been when he had left them, whom

Nicostratus, being come down, no sooner saw, than he fell a rating them.

Then quoth Pyrrhus:--"Verily, Nicostratus, I now acknowledge, that, as

you said a while ago, what I saw when I was in the pear-tree was but a

false show, albeit I had never understood that so it was but that I now

see and know that thou hast also seen a false show. And that I speak

truth, you may sufficiently assure yourself, if you but reflect whether

'tis likely that your wife, who for virtue and discretion has not her

peer among women, would, if she were minded so to dishonour you, see fit

to do so before your very eyes. Of myself I say nought, albeit I had

liefer be hewn in pieces than that I should so much as think of such a

thing, much less do it in your presence. Wherefore 'tis evident that 'tis

some illusion of sight that is propagated from the pear-tree; for nought

in the world would have made me believe that I saw not you lying there in

carnal intercourse with your wife, had I not heard you say that you saw

me doing that which most assuredly, so far from doing, I never so much as

thought of." The lady then started up with a most resentful mien, and

burst out with:--"Foul fall thee, if thou knowest so little of me as to

suppose that, if I were minded to do thee such foul dishonour as thou

sayst thou didst see me do, I would come hither to do it before thine

eyes! Rest assured that for such a purpose, were it ever mine, I should

deem one of our chambers more meet, and it should go hard but I would so

order the matter that thou shouldst never know aught of it." Nicostratus,

having heard both, and deeming that what they both averred must be true,

to wit, that they would never have ventured upon such an act in his

presence, passed from chiding to talk of the singularity of the thing,

and how marvellous it was that the vision should reshape itself for every

one that clomb the tree. The lady, however, made a show of being

distressed that Nicostratus should so have thought of her,

and:--"Verily," quoth she, "no woman, neither I nor another, shall again

suffer loss of honour by this pear-tree: run, Pyrrhus, and bring hither

an axe, and at one and the same time vindicate thy honour and mine by

felling it, albeit 'twere better far Nicostratus' skull should feel the

weight of the axe, seeing that in utter heedlessness he so readily

suffered the eyes of his mind to be blinded; for, albeit this vision was

seen by the bodily eye, yet ought the understanding by no means to have

entertained and affirmed it as real."

So Pyrrhus presently hied him to fetch the axe, and returning therewith

felled the pear; whereupon the lady, turning towards Nicostratus:--"Now

that this foe of my honour is fallen," quoth she, "my wrath is gone from

me." Nicostratus then craving her pardon, she graciously granted it him,

bidding him never again to suffer himself to be betrayed into thinking

such a thing of her, who loved him more dearly than herself. So the poor

duped husband went back with her and her lover to the palace, where not

seldom in time to come Pyrrhus and Lydia took their pastime together more

at ease. God grant us the like.

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