Which to hear, Bruno and Buffalmacco and Nello were like to burst with suppressed laughter, and Master Scimmione(2) laughed so frantically, that all his teeth were ready to start from his jaws.  However, at length, in answer to Calandrino’s appeals and entreaties for counsel and succour:—­“Calandrino,” quoth the Master, “thou mayst dismiss thy fears, for, God be praised, we were apprised of thy state in such good time that with but little trouble, in the course of a few days, I shall set thee right; but ’twill cost a little.”  “Woe’s me,” returned Calandrino, “be it so, Master, for the love of God:  I have here two hundred pounds, with which I had thoughts of buying an estate:  take them all, all, if you must have all, so only I may escape being delivered, for I know not how I should manage it, seeing that women, albeit ’tis much easier for them, do make such a noise in the hour of their labour, that I misdoubt me, if I suffered so, I should die before I was delivered.”  “Disquiet not thyself,” said the doctor:  “I will have a potion distilled for thee; of rare virtue it is, and not a little palatable, and in the course of three days ’twill purge thee of all, and leave thee in better fettle than a fish; but thou wilt do well to be careful thereafter, and commit no such indiscretions again.  Now to make this potion we must have three pair of good fat capons, and, for divers other ingredients, thou wilt give one of thy friends here five pounds in small change to purchase them, and thou wilt have everything sent to my shop, and so, please God, I will send thee this distilled potion to-morrow morning, and thou wilt take a good beakerful each time.”  Whereupon:—­“Be it as you bid, Master mine,” quoth Calandrino, and handing Bruno five pounds, and money enough to purchase three pair of capons, he begged him, if it were not too much trouble, to do him the service to buy these things for him.  So away went the doctor, and made a little decoction by way of draught, and sent it him.  Bruno bought the capons and all else that was needed to furnish forth the feast, with which he and his comrades and the doctor regaled them.  Calandrino drank of the decoction for three mornings, after which he had a visit from his friends and the doctor, who felt his pulse, and then:—­“Beyond a doubt, Calandrino,” quoth he, “thou art cured, and so thou hast no more occasion to keep indoors, but needst have no fear to do whatever thou hast a mind to.”  Much relieved, Calandrino got up, and resumed his accustomed way of life, and, wherever he found any one to talk to, was loud in praise of Master Simone for the excellent manner in which he had cured him, causing him in three days without the least suffering to be quit of his pregnancy.  And Bruno and Buffalmacco and Nello were not a little pleased with themselves that they had so cleverly got the better of Calandrino’s niggardliness, albeit Monna Tessa, who was not deceived, murmured not a little against her husband.