The THIRD Tale, of the Second Day -- Story of Alexander de' Medici, Duke of Florence, whom his
cousin, Lorenzino de' Medici, slew in order to save his sister's honour.
The FOURTH Tale, of the Second Day -- Praiseworthy artifice of a lady to whom a sea Captain sent
a letter and diamond ring, and who, by forwarding them to the Captain's
wife as though they had been intended for her, united husband and wife
once more in all affection.
The FIFTH Tale, of the Second Day -- The Lord of Bonnivet, after furthering the love entertained
by an Italian gentleman for a lady of Milan, finds means to take
the other's place and so supplant him with the lady who had formerly
rejected himself.
The SIXTH Tale, of the Second Day -- The troubles and evil fortune of a virtuous lady who, after
being long neglected by her husband, becomes the object of his jealousy.
The SEVENTH Tale, of the Second Day -- Story of a Milanese Countess, who, after long rejecting the
love of a French gentleman, rewards him at last for his faithfulness,
but not until she has put his courage to the proof.
The EIGHT Tale, of the Second Day -- The noble manner in which King Francis the First shows Count
William of Furstemberg that he knows of the plans laid by him against
his life, and so compels him to do justice upon himself and to leave
France.
The NINTH Tale, of the Second Day -- The honourable love of a gentleman, who, when his sweetheart
is forbidden to speak with him, in despair becomes a monk of the
Observance, while the lady, following in his footsteps, becomes a nun of
St. Clara
The TENTH Tale, of the Second Day -- How the Lord of Riant is cured of his love fora beautiful widow
through surprising her in the arms of a groom
The Second Day
On the morrow they rose in great eagerness to return to the place where
they had had so much pleasure on the previous day. Each one was ready
with a tale, and was impatient for the telling of it. They listened
to the reading of Madame Oisille, and then heard mass, all commending
themselves to God, and praying Him to grant them speech and grace for
the continuance of their fellowship. Afterwards they went to dinner,
reminding one another the while of many stories of the past.
After dinner, they rested in their apartments, and at the appointed time
returned to the meadow, where day and season alike seemed favourable to
their plans. They all sat down on the natural seat afforded by the green
sward, and Parlamente said—
"Yesterday I told the tenth and last tale; it is therefore for me to
choose who shall begin to-day. Madame Oisille was the first of the
ladies to speak, as being the oldest and wisest, and so I now give my
vote to the youngest—I do not also say the flightiest—for I am sure
that if we all follow her leading we shall not delay vespers so long
as we did yesterday. Wherefore, Nomerfide, you shall lead us, but I beg
that you will not cause us to begin our second day in tears."
"There was no need to make that request," said Nomerfide, "for one of
our number has made me choose a tale which has taken such a hold on me
that I can tell no other; and should it occasion sadness in you, your
natures must be melancholy ones indeed." The FIRST Tale, of the Second Day