the decameron(十日谈)-第189章
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the place where the Merchants usually frequented: resorting to her
(from time to time) as occasion served; and paying not one single peny
for all his wanton pleasure; by which cunning baytes (at length) she
caught him。
It came to passe; that having made sale of all his Clothes;
whereby hee had great gaines; and the moneyes justly payed him at
the times appointed: Biancafiore got intelligence thereof; yet not
by him; but from one of the Brokers。 Salabetto comming one night to
sup with her; she embraced and kissed him as she was wont to doe;
and seemed so wonderfully addicted in love to him; even as if shee
would have dyed with delight in his armes。 Instantly; shee would needs
bestow two goodly gilt standing Cuppes on him; which Salabetto by no
meanes would receive; because she had formerly bin very bountifull
to him; to above the value of an hundred Crowns; and yet she would not
take of him so much as a mite。 At length; pressing still more tokens
of her love and bounty on him; which he as courteously denied; as
she kindly offered: one of her Women…slaves (as shee had before
cunningly appointed) sodainely calling her; forthwith she departed out
of her Chamber。 And when she had continued a pretty while absent;
she returned againe weeping; and throwing her selfe downe upon her
Pallet; breathed forth such sighes and wofull lamentations; as no
Woman could possibly doe the like。
Salabetto amazedly wondering thereat; tooke her in his Armes; and
weeping also with her; said。 Alas my deare Love; what sodain
accident hath befalne you; to urge this lamentable alteration? If
you love me; hide it not from me。 After he had of entreated her in
this manner; casting her armes about his necke; and sighing as if
her heart would breake; thus she replyed。 Ah Salabetto; the onely
jewell of my joy on earth; I knowe not what to do; or say; for (even
now) I received Letters from Messina; wherein my Brother writes to me;
that although it cost the sale of all my goods; or whatsoever else I
have beside; I must (within eight dayes space) not faile to send him a
thousand Florins of gold; or else he must have his head smitten off;
and I know not by what meanes to procure them so soone。 For; if the
limitation of fifteene dayes might serve the turne; I could borrow
them in a place; where I can command a farre greater summe; or else
I would sell some part of our Lands。 But beeing no way able to
furnish him so soone; I would I had died before I heard these
dismall tydings。 And in the uttering of these words; she graced them
with such cunning dissembled sorrow; as if she had meant truly indeed。
Salabetto; in whom the fury of his amorous flames; had consumed a
great part of his necessary understanding; beleeving these
counterfetted tears and complaints of hers; to proceed from an
honest meaning soule; rashly and foolishly thus replied。 Deare
Biancafiore; I cannot furnish you with a thousand golden Florines; but
am able to lend you five hundred if I were sure of their repayment
at fifteene dayes; wherein you are highly beholding to Fortune; that I
have made sale of all my Cloathes; which if they had lyen still on
my hand; my power could not stretch to lend you five Florines。 Alas
deare heart (quoth she) would you be in such want of money; and hide
it from her that loves you so loyally? Why did you not make your
need knowne to me? Although I am not furnished of a thousand Florines;
yet I have alwaies ready three or foure hundred by me; to do any kinde
office for my friend。 In thus wronging me; you have robd me of all
boldnes; to presume upon your offer made me。 Salabetto; far faster
inveigled by these words then before; said。 Let not my folly (bright
Biancafiore) cause you to refuse my friendly offer; in such a case
of extreme necessity: I have them ready pre。 pared for you; and am
heartily sory; that my power cannot furnish you with the whole summe。
Then catching him fast in her armes; thus she answered。 Now I
plainly perceive; my dearest Salabetto; that the love thou bearest
me is true and perfect; when; without expectation of being
requested; thou art readie to succour me in such an urgent neede;
and with so faire a summe of Florines。 Sufficiently was I thine owne
before; but now am much more ingaged by so high deserving; with this
particular acknowledgement for ever; that my Brothers head was
redeemed by thy goodnesse onely。 Heaven beareth me record; how
unwilling I am to be beholding in this kind; considring that you are a
Merchant; and Merchants furnish al their affairs with ready monis: but
seeing necessity constraineth me; and I make no doubt of repaiment
at the time appointed: I 。 p shall the more boldly accept your
kindnes; with this absolute promise beside; that I wil rather sell all
the houses I have; then breake my honest word with you。
Counterfeit teares still drayning downe her cheeks; and Salabetto
kindly comforting her; he continued there with hir all that night;
to expresse him selfe her most liberall servant。 And; without
expecting any more requesting; the next morning he brought her the
five hundred Florines; which she received with a laughing heart; but
outward dissembled weeping eies; Salabetto never demanding any other
security; but onely her single promise。
Biancafiore; having thus received the five hundred Florines; the
indiction of the Almanacke began to alter: and whereas (before)
Salabetto could come see her whensoever he pleased; many occasions now
happened; whereby he came seven times for once; and yet his entrance
was scarsely admitted; neither was his entertainment so affable; or
his cheare so bountifull; as in his former accesses thither。 Moreover;
when the time for repaiment was come; yea a moneth or two over…past;
and he demanded to have his money; hee could have nothing but words
for paiment。 Now he began to consider on the craft and cunning of this
wicked Woman; as also his owne shallow understanding; knowing he could
make no proofe of his debt; but what her selfe listed to say; having
neither witnes; specialty; bill or bond to shew: which made his
folly so shamefull to him; that he durst not complaine to any
person; because he had received some advertisements before; whereto he
wold by no means listen; and now should have no other amends; but
publike infamie; scorne and disgrace; which made him almost weary of
his life; and much to bemoane his owne unhappinesse。 He received
also divers Letters from his Master; to make returne of the 500
Florines over by way of banke; according as he had used to do: but
nowe could performe no such matter。
Hereupon; because his error should not be discovered; he departed in
a small vessell thence; not making for Pisa; as he should have done;
but directly for Naples hee shaped his course。 At that instant
lodged there; Don Pietro della Canigiano; Treasurer of the Empresse of
Constantinople; a man of great wisedome and understanding; as also
very ingenious and politike; he being an especiall Favourer of
Salabetto and all his friendes; which made him presume the more boldly
(being urged thereto by meere necessity; the best corrector of
wandering wits) to acquaint him with his lamentable misfortune; in
every particular as it had hapned; requesting his aid and advice;
how he might best weare out the rest of his dayes; because hee never
meant to visit Florence any more。
Canigiano being much displeased at the repetition of his Follie;
sharply reproved him; saying。 Thou hast done leudly; in carying thy
selfe so loosely; and spending thy Masters goods so carelesly; which
though I cannot truly tearme spent; but rather art meerely cousened
and cheated of them; yet thou seest at what a deere rate thou hast
purchased pleasure; which yet is not utterly helplesse; but may by one
meanes or other be recovered。 And being a man of woonderfull
apprehension; advised him instantly what was to bee done; furnishing
him also with a summe of money; wherewith to adventure a second losse;
in hope of recovering the first againe: he caused divers Packes to
be well bound up; with the Merchants markes orderly made on them;
and bought about twenty Buttes or Barrelles; all filled (as it were)
with Oyle; a