. The Nights of Straparola. oing through these rites of exorcism ;so he kept still in his hiding-place and did not budge an Cechato, being now half stifled and mightily weary oflying stretched out on the floor, was anxious to get up, and spakethus to Thia: Well, is it all over now. But Thia, who had notbeen able to induce Marsilio to move from his place behind the door,answered Cechato in these words : Stay where you are, for heavenssake, and move not at your peril. Did I not tell you that I shouldhave to repeat the incantation three times . I hope you may nothave wrecked everyth
. The Nights of Straparola. oing through these rites of exorcism ;so he kept still in his hiding-place and did not budge an Cechato, being now half stifled and mightily weary oflying stretched out on the floor, was anxious to get up, and spakethus to Thia: Well, is it all over now. But Thia, who had notbeen able to induce Marsilio to move from his place behind the door,answered Cechato in these words : Stay where you are, for heavenssake, and move not at your peril. Did I not tell you that I shouldhave to repeat the incantation three times . I hope you may nothave wrecked everything, as it is, by wanting to get up. No, no,surely not, said Cechato. And Thia made him lie down stretchedout as he was before, and began to chant her incantation anew. Now by this time Marsilio had at last come to understand howmatters really stood, and what was the meaning of Thias mummery,so he seized the opportunity to slip out from his hiding-place, and torun away as fast as his legs could carry him. Thia, when she saw. FABLE IV.] STRAPAROLA. 267 Marsilio take to his heels and run out of the courtyard, finished herform of exorcism against the kite, and when she had brought it toan end she suffered her cuckoldly fool of a husband to get up fromthe ground. Then with Thias help he began forthwith to unloadthe flour which he had brought back from the mill. Now Thiawhen she went with Cechato outside into the courtyard to helpunload the flour, saw Marsilio in the distance hurrying away atthe top of his speed, whereupon she began to shout after him ina lusty voice: Ah, ah ! what a wicked bird ! Ah, ah ! begone, getaway ! For, by my faith, I will send you packing with your tailbetween your legs if ever you show yourself here again. Awaythen, I tell you ! Is not he a greedy wretch. Do you not see thatthe wicked beast was bent on coming back . Heaven give him abad year! And in this fashion it happened, that every time the kite cameand flew down into the courtyard to carry away a chi
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