Shouts from the boat: Departing to Naples! All on board
I need a plan to get his money.
Ma'am, look. I need a good horse, i have money in the bag. Shoot me an offer.
Little does he know that bag of money is now mine.
She must be my sister, as she does know about my father
"Andreuccio di Pietro, who, hearing that horses were good cheap at Naples, put five hundred gold florins in his purse and betook himself thither with other merchants, having never before been away from home." (Boccaccio 69)
RUN! RUN! RUN!
"To show that he was for buying, he now and again, like a raw unwary clown as he was, pulled out the purse of florins he had with him, in the presence of those who came and went. As he was thus engaged, with his purse displayed, it chanced that a Sicilian damsel, who was very handsome, but disposed for a small matter to do any man’s pleasure" (Boccaccio 69)
I need to fool them into thinking the ring was not there from the beginning.
" ‘Andreuccio, ... maybe never heard speak of me; but I have that to tell thee which is like to amaze thee yet more, namely, that I am thy sister; and I tell thee that, since God hath vouchsafed me to look upon one of my brothers, "(Boccaccio 71)
Well, i didn't find any good horses. But ended up spending my money on a ring that was completely worth it.
" Laying by their targets and arms and surcoats, began to haul upon the rope, thinking the bucket full of water at the other end. As soon as Andreuccio found himself near the top, he let go the rope and laid hold of the marge with both hands; which when the officers saw, overcome with sudden affright, they dropped the rope" (Boccaccio 76)
"’ Andreuccio, affrighted, crept into the tomb, saying in himself the while, ‘These fellows will have me go in here so they may cheat me, for that, when I shall have given them everything, they will begone about their business, whilst I am labouring to win out of the tomb, and I shall abide empty-handed.’" (Boccaccio 76)
Andreuccio, seeing this, scrambled hastily out of the tomb, rejoiced beyond all hope, and made off out of the church by the way he had entered in. The day now drawing near, he fared on at a venture, with the ring on his finger, till he came to the sea-shore and thence made his way back to his inn, where he found his comrades and the host (Boccaccio 77)