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Updated: June 23, 2025
Fra Puccio does the penance, and meanwhile Dom Felice has a good time with Fra Puccio's wife. When Filomena, having concluded her story, was silent, and Dioneo had added a few honeyed phrases in praise of the lady's wit and Filomena's closing prayer, the queen glanced with a smile to Pamfilo, and said: "Now, Pamfilo, give us some pleasant trifle to speed our delight."
It didn't sound so bad, though. Wonder how it 'd be if I tried it! That chap said it would make me happy. I'm none that, neither, nor haven't been these many years. Eh deary me! to think of me a baby!" While these extremely new ideas were seething in Filomena's mind, Father Thomas reached the smithy. "Glad to see you!" said Dan, laying down his hammer.
Misia, my woman, and Filomena's Licisca shall still abide in the kitchen and there diligently prepare such viands as shall be appointed them of Parmeno.
How any one could be in want, who slept between damask curtains and lived on sweet cakes and chocolate, it exceeded his fancy to conceive; yet there were times when his mother's voice had the same frightened angry sound as Filomena's on the days when the bailiff went over the accounts at Pontesordo.
Her back being turned to the light, he caught only a slender youthful outline; but something in the turn of the head, the shrinking curve of the shoulders, carried him back to the little barefoot figure cowering in a corner of the kitchen at Pontesordo, while the farm-yard rang with Filomena's call "Where are you then, child of iniquity?" "Momola don't you know me?" he exclaimed.
When he was gone she said: "Brutta bestia, I forgot to look whether he was clean to-day." She and Maria declare that he is the only one of all my acquaintances who does not wear clean linen. This point of cleanliness is a mild obsession of Filomena's just now. She prides herself greatly on her cleanliness, and asks me every day whether she is clean or not.
His words were gentle enough, but his tone was one of authority. "Daughter, what an unhappy woman thou art!" Filomena's fingers slowly unclosed from the mop, which fell back into the corner. Father Thomas said no more: he merely kept his eyes upon her. His calm dignity took effect at last. Her angry eyes fell before his unchanged look.
Glad indeed were the ladies to have heard Filomena's story, for that, often though they had heard the song sung, they had never yet, for all their enquiries, been able to learn the occasion upon which it was made.
Sir Hercules arrived in time to save her from this untoward fate, for he was so much charmed by Filomena's grace and beauty, that at the end of three days' courtship he made her a formal offer of marriage, which was accepted by her no less joyfully than by her father, who perceived in an English son-in-law a rich and unfailing source of revenue.
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