THE EIGHTH STORY

[Day the Fifth]

NASTAGIO DEGLI ONESTI, FALLING IN LOVE WITH A LADY OF THE

TRAVERSARI FAMILY, SPENDETH HIS SUBSTANCE WITHOUT BEING

BELOVED IN RETURN, AND BETAKING HIMSELF, AT THE INSTANCE OF

HIS KINSFOLK, TO CHIASSI, HE THERE SEETH A HORSEMAN GIVE

CHASE TO A DAMSEL AND SLAY HER AND CAUSE HER BE DEVOURED OF

TWO DOGS. THEREWITHAL HE BIDDETH HIS KINSFOLK AND THE LADY

WHOM HE LOVETH TO A DINNER, WHERE HIS MISTRESS SEETH THE

SAME DAMSEL TORN IN PIECES AND FEARING A LIKE FATE, TAKETH

NASTAGIO TO HUSBAND

No sooner was Lauretta silent than Filomena, by the queen's

commandment, began thus: "Lovesome ladies, even as pity is in us

commended, so also is cruelty rigorously avenged by Divine justice;

the which that I may prove to you and so engage you altogether to

purge yourselves therefrom, it pleaseth me tell you a story no less

pitiful than delectable.

In Ravenna, a very ancient city of Romagna, there were aforetime many

noblemen and gentlemen, and amongst the rest a young man called

Nastagio degli Onesti, who had, by the death of his father and an

uncle of his, been left rich beyond all estimation and who, as it

happeneth often with young men, being without a wife, fell in love

with a daughter of Messer Paolo Traversari, a young lady of much

greater family than his own, hoping by his fashions to bring her to

love him in return. But these, though great and goodly and

commendable, not only profited him nothing; nay, it seemed they did

him harm, so cruel and obdurate and intractable did the beloved damsel

show herself to him, being grown belike, whether for her singular

beauty or the nobility of her birth, so proud and disdainful that

neither he nor aught that pleased him pleased her. This was so

grievous to Nastagio to bear that many a time, for chagrin, being

weary of complaining, he had it in his thought to kill himself, but

held his hand therefrom; and again and again he took it to heart to

let her be altogether or have her, an he might, in hatred, even as she

had him. But in vain did he take such a resolve, for that, the more

hope failed him, the more it seemed his love redoubled. Accordingly,

he persisted both in loving and in spending without stint or measure,

till it seemed to certain of his friends and kinsfolk that he was like

to consume both himself and his substance; wherefore they besought him

again and again and counselled him depart Ravenna and go sojourn

awhile in some other place, for that, so doing, he would abate both

his passion and his expenditure. Nastagio long made light of this

counsel, but, at last, being importuned of them and able no longer to

say no, he promised to do as they would have him and let make great

preparations, as he would go into France or Spain or some other far

place. Then, taking horse in company with many of his friends, he rode

out of Ravenna and betook himself to a place called Chiassi, some

three miles from the city, where, sending for tents and pavilions, he

told those who had accompanied him thither that he meant to abide and

that they might return to Ravenna. Accordingly, having encamped there,

he proceeded to lead the goodliest and most magnificent life that was

aye, inviting now these, now those others, to supper and to dinner, as

he was used.

It chanced one day, he being come thus well nigh to the beginning of

May and the weather being very fair, that, having entered into thought

of his cruel mistress, he bade all his servants leave him to himself,

so he might muse more at his leisure, and wandered on, step by step,

lost in melancholy thought, till he came [unwillingly] into the

pine-wood. The fifth hour of the day was well nigh past and he had

gone a good half mile into the wood, remembering him neither of eating

nor of aught else, when himseemed of a sudden he heard a terrible

great wailing and loud cries uttered by a woman; whereupon, his dulcet

meditation being broken, he raised his head to see what was to do and

marvelled to find himself among the pines; then, looking before him,

he saw a very fair damsel come running, naked through a thicket all

thronged with underwood and briers, towards the place where he was,

weeping and crying sore for mercy and all dishevelled and torn by the

bushes and the brambles. At her heels ran two huge and fierce

mastiffs, which followed hard upon her and ofttimes bit her cruelly,

whenas they overtook her; and after them he saw come riding upon a

black courser a knight arrayed in sad-coloured armour, with a very

wrathful aspect and a tuck in his hand, threatening her with death in

foul and fearsome words.

This sight filled Nastagio's mind at once with terror and amazement

and after stirred him to compassion of the ill-fortuned lady,

wherefrom arose a desire to deliver her, an but he might, from such

anguish and death. Finding himself without arms, he ran to take the

branch of a tree for a club, armed wherewith, he advanced to meet the

dogs and the knight. When the latter saw this, he cried out to him

from afar off, saying, 'Nastagio, meddle not; suffer the dogs and

myself to do that which this wicked woman hath merited.' As he spoke,

the dogs, laying fast hold of the damsel by the flanks, brought her to

a stand and the knight, coming up, lighted down from his horse;

whereupon Nastagio drew near unto him and said, 'I know not who thou

mayst be, that knowest me so well; but this much I say to see that it

is a great felony for an armed knight to seek to slay a naked woman

and to set the dogs on her, as she were a wild beast; certes, I will

defend her as most I may.'

'Nastagio,' answered the knight, 'I was of one same city with thyself

and thou wast yet a little child when I, who hight Messer Guido degli

Anastagi, was yet more passionately enamoured of this woman than thou

art presently of yonder one of the Traversari and my ill fortune for

her hard-heartedness and barbarity came to such a pass that one day I

slew myself in despair with this tuck thou seest in my hand and was

doomed to eternal punishment. Nor was it long ere she, who was beyond

measure rejoiced at my death, died also and for the sin of her cruelty

and of the delight had of her in my torments (whereof she repented her

not, as one who thought not to have sinned therein, but rather to have

merited reward,) was and is on like wise condemned to the pains of

hell. Wherein no sooner was she descended than it was decreed unto her

and to me, for penance thereof,[284] that she should flee before me

and that I, who once loved her so dear, should pursue her, not as a

beloved mistress, but as a mortal enemy, and that, as often as I

overtook her, I should slay her with this tuck, wherewith I slew

myself, and ripping open her loins, tear from her body, as thou shalt

presently see, that hard and cold heart, wherein nor love nor pity

might ever avail to enter, together with the other entrails, and give

them to the dogs to eat. Nor is it a great while after ere, as God's

justice and puissance will it, she riseth up again, as she had not

been dead, and beginneth anew her woeful flight, whilst the dogs and I

again pursue her. And every Friday it betideth that I come up with her

here at this hour and wreak on her the slaughter that thou shalt see;

and think not that we rest the other days; nay, I overtake her in

other places, wherein she thought and wrought cruelly against me.

Thus, being as thou seest, from her lover grown her foe, it behoveth

me pursue her on this wise as many years as she was cruel to me

months. Wherefore leave me to carry the justice of God into effect and

seek not to oppose that which thou mayst not avail to hinder.'

[Footnote 284: _i.e._ of her sin.]

Nastagio, hearing these words, drew back, grown all adread, with not

an hair on his body but stood on end, and looking upon the wretched

damsel, began fearfully to await that which the knight should do. The

latter, having made an end of his discourse, ran, tuck in hand, as he

were a ravening dog, at the damsel, who, fallen on her knees and held

fast by the two mastiffs, cried him mercy, and smiting her with all

his might amiddleward the breast, pierced her through and through. No

sooner had she received this stroke than she fell grovelling on the

ground, still weeping and crying out; whereupon the knight, clapping

his hand to his hunting-knife, ripped open her loins and tearing forth

her heart and all that was thereabout, cast them to the two mastiffs,

who devoured them incontinent, as being sore anhungred. Nor was it

long ere, as if none of these things had been, the damsel of a sudden

rose to her feet and began to flee towards the sea, with the dogs

after her, still rending her; and in a little while they had gone so

far that Nastagio could see them no more. The latter, seeing these

things, abode a great while between pity and fear, and presently it

occurred to his mind that this might much avail him, seeing that it

befell every Friday; wherefore, marking the place, he returned to his

servants and after, whenas it seemed to him fit, he sent for sundry

of his kinsmen and friends and said to them, 'You have long urged me

leave loving this mine enemy and put an end to my expenditure, and I

am ready to do it, provided you will obtain me a favour; the which is

this, that on the coming Friday you make shift to have Messer Paolo

Traversari and his wife and daughter and all their kinswomen and what

other ladies soever it shall please you here to dinner with me. That

for which I wish this, you shall see then.' This seemed to them a

little thing enough to do, wherefore, returning to Ravenna, they in

due time invited those whom Nastagio would have to dine with him, and

albeit it was no easy matter to bring thither the young lady whom he

loved, natheless she went with the other ladies. Meanwhile, Nastagio

let make ready a magnificent banquet and caused set the tables under

the pines round about the place where he had witnessed the slaughter

of the cruel lady.

The time come, he seated the gentlemen and the ladies at table and so

ordered it that his mistress should be placed right over against the

spot where the thing should befall. Accordingly, hardly was the last

dish come when the despairful outcry of the hunted damsel began to be

heard of all, whereat each of the company marvelled and enquired what

was to do, but none could say; whereupon all started to their feet and

looking what this might be, they saw the woeful damsel and the knight

and the dogs; nor was it long ere they were all there among them.

Great was the clamor against both dogs and knight, and many rushed

forward to succour the damsel; but the knight, bespeaking them as he

had bespoken Nastagio, not only made them draw back, but filled them

all with terror and amazement. Then did he as he had done before,

whereat all the ladies that were there (and there were many present

who had been kinswomen both to the woeful damsel and to the knight and

who remembered them both of his love and of his death) wept as

piteously as if they had seen this done to themselves.

The thing carried to its end and the damsel and the knight gone, the

adventure set those who had seen it upon many and various discourses;

but of those who were the most affrighted was the cruel damsel beloved

of Nastagio, who had distinctly seen and heard the whole matter and

understood that these things concerned her more than any other who was

there, remembering her of the cruelty she had still used towards

Nastagio; wherefore herseemed she fled already before her enraged

lover and had the mastiffs at her heels. Such was the terror awakened

in her thereby that,--so this might not betide her,--no sooner did she

find an opportunity (which was afforded her that same evening) than,

turning her hatred into love, she despatched to Nastagio a trusty

chamberwoman of hers, who besought him that it should please him to go

to her, for that she was ready to do all that should be his pleasure.

He answered that this was exceeding agreeable to him, but that, so it

pleased her, he desired to have his pleasure of her with honour, to

wit, by taking her to wife. The damsel, who knew that it rested with

none other than herself that she had not been his wife, made answer to

him that it liked her well; then, playing the messenger herself, she

told her father and mother that she was content to be Nastagio's

wife, whereat they were mightily rejoiced, and he, espousing her on

the ensuing Sunday and celebrating his nuptials, lived with her long

and happily. Nor was this affright the cause of that good only; nay,

all the ladies of Ravenna became so fearful by reason thereof, that

ever after they were much more amenable than they had before been to

the desires of the men."

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