Maraviglioso Boccaccio Page #3

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Now come home.

Hot today, isn't it?

I shall cheer you up with

a pleasant tale.

Yesterday, we told a gloomy story,

today we travel to a brighter Florence.

Think, then, of one of our

artist's workshops.

This is where Calandrino worked.

He was a rough sort of man, foolish!

Unaware of the world beyond his nose.

Often, he fell victim to the jokes of 2

shrewd painters:
Bruno and Buffalmacco.

Bruno, look at Calandrino.

- The simpleton?

See how clumsy he is?

What is he doing over there?

He should be sent away. - But he

adores you, calls you his master.

What must go on in that head of his,

I do not understand it!

What are you doing?

This won't do at all.

These scribbles you did before,

they won't do.

Look, your pupil and Mastro Andrea.

He will take to his knees soon enough.

There you go.

Please, enough!

Get back to work, go on.

Bruno!

What did you say that stone is called?

- The heliotrope, Bruno.

The name is derived from the sun,

the magic power comes from its rays.

And he who finds it?

- Would become invisible.

Invisible? No!

I don't believe it, Buffalmacco.

Invisible? They are mocking you!

Perhaps, but the mason working in...

- Monte Morello? - Monte Morello.

I know him, he's an honest fellow,

says they found it with the other rocks.

Who found it, him?

- No, a friend of his.

He was happy, showing it to one and all...

- And then, what happened to him?

Who knows? - What do you mean, who knows?

- No one knows because he disappeared.

Disappeared?! - Yes. - What is this stone

like? - All I know is that it is black.

Forgive me, forgive me for

sticking my nose in.

This stone, this stone...

This stone?

- This stone, what is it like?

There are many of them, all black.

You find them only in Monte Morello?

- No, even here, in our contrada.

Where? Where, exactly?

- It seems they found one by the Mugnone.

The Mugnone!

Buffalmacco, let's go for a walk

to the Mugnone. - No, it's too hot.

All the better, to stones will be cooked,

you can see the black ones right away.

Let's go and find this stone,

the Helephant... what's it called?

Heliotrope. - Heliotrope, yes.

We shall become the richest in Florence!

Calandrino!

- Calandrino, we've found nothing!

Bruno, where's Calandrino got to?

Who knows, Buffalmacco?

He was here a moment ago.

There are the bells, Buffalmacco.

It's time for dinner.

That's where Calandrino is, at dinner.

You're right, he must have

left us here to go half mad.

Come on, let's go.

- Yes, I'm coming.

If that stinker were here right now,

I'd give him this black stone. There!

Look how pretty this stone is,

I'd throw it at his back!

What's going on?

- Calandrino thinks he's invisible.

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