vnarmed, as no way distrusting any such intended treason. So soone as
he was come to the place, where he had resolued to do the deed; hee ru∣shed
forth of the ambush, and hauing a sharpe Lance readily charged in
his rest, ran mainly at him, saying: False villaine, thou art dead. Guarda∣stagno,
hauing nothing wherewith to defend himselfe, nor his seruants a∣ble
to giue him any succour; being pierced quite through the body with
the Lance, downe hee fell dead to the ground, and his men (fearing the
like misfortune to befall them) gallopped mainely backe againe to their
Lords Castle, not knowing them who had thus murthered their Master,
by reason of their armed disguises, which in those martiall times were v∣sually
worne.
Messer Guiglielmo Rossiglione, alighting from his horse, and hauing a
keene knife ready drawne in his hand; opened therewith the brest of dead
Guardastagno, and taking foorth his heart with his owne hands, wrapped
it in the Banderole belonging to his Lance, commanding one of his men
to the charge thereof, and neuer to disclose the deed. So, mounting on
horse-backe againe, and darke night drawing on apace, he returned home
to his Castle. The Lady, who had heard before of Guardastagnoes intent,
to suppe there that night, and (perhaps) being earnestly desirous to see
him; meruailing at his so long tarrying, saide to her husband. Beleeue
me Sir (quoth she) me thinkes it is somewhat strange, that Messer Guigli∣elmo
Guardastagno delayes his comming so long, he neuer vsed to do so til
now. I receiued tidings from him wife (said he) that he cannot be heere
till to morrow. Whereat the Lady appearing to bee displeased, concea∣led
it to her selfe, and vsed no more words.
Rossiglione leauing his Lady, went into the Kitchin, where calling for
the Cooke, he deliuered him the heart, saying: Take this heart of a wilde
Boare, which it was my good happe to kill this day, and dresse it in the
daintiest manner thou canst deuise to doe; which being so done, when I
am set at the Table, send it to me in a siluer dish, with sauce beseeming
so dainty a morsell. The Cooke tooke the heart, beleeuing it to be no o∣therwise,
then as his Lord had saide: and vsing his vtmost skill in dressing
it, did diuide it into artificiall small slices, and made it most pleasing to be
tasted. When supper time was come, Rossiglione sate downe at the table
with his Lady: but hee had little or no appetite at all to eate, the wicked
deed which he had done so perplexed his soule, and made him to sit very
strangely musing. At length, the Cook brought in the dainty dish, which
he himselfe setting before his wife, began to finde fault with his own lack
of stomack, yet prouoked her with many faire speeches, to tast the Cooks
cunning in so rare a dish.
The Lady hauing a good appetite indeede, when she had first tasted it,
fed afterward so heartily thereon, that shee left very little, or none at all
remaining. When he perceyued that all was eaten, he said vnto her: Tel
me Madam, how you do like this delicate kinde of meat? In good faith
Sir (quoth she) in all my life I was neuer better pleased. Now trust mee
Madam, answered the Knight, I doe verily beleeue you, nor do I greatly