_Monna Tessa_, because (perhaps) _Frederigo_ might receive some other suspition, and so enter into distaste of her by anger or offence: determined to arise indeede, and to let him covertly understand, that _John_ was there, and therefore saide to her husband. Beleeve me _John_, thy counsell is good, and every one of thy words hath wisedome in it: but I hold it best for our owne safety, thou being heere; that wee should conjure him quite away, to the end he may never more haunt our house. Conjure him Wife? Quoth _John_, By what meanes? and how? Bee patient good man (quoth _Tessa_) and I will enstruct thee. I have learned an excellent kinde of conjuration; for, the last weeke, when I went to procure the pardons at _Fiesola_, one of the holy recluse Nuns, who (indeede _John_) is my indeered Sister and Friend, and the most sanctimonius in life of them all; perceiving me to be troubled and terrified by Spirits; taught me a wholesome and holy prayer, and protested withall, that shee had often made experiment thereof, before she became a Recluse, & found it (alwayes) a present helpe to her. Yet never durst I adventure to essay it, living heere by my selfe all alone: but honest _John_, seeing thou art heere with me, we will go both together, and conjure this Spirit. _John_ replyed, that he was very willing; and being both up, they went fayre and softly to the doore, where _Frederigo_ stoode still without, and was growne somewhat suspitious of his long attendance.
When they were come to the doore, _Monna Tessa_ said to _John_: Thou must cough and spet, at such time as I shall bid thee. Well (quoth _John_) I will not faile you. Immediately she beganne her prayer in this manner.
_Spirit, that walkst thus in the night, Poore Countrey people to affright: Thou hast mistane thy marke and ayme, The head stood right, but_ John _home came, And therefore thou must packe away, For I have nothing else to say: But to my Garden get the gone, Under the Peach-tree stands alone, There shalt thou finde two Capons drest, And Egges laide in mine owne Hennes nest, Bread, and a Bottle of good wine, All wrapt up in a cloath most fine. Is not this good Goblins fare? Packe and say you have your share; Not doing harme to_ John _or me, Who this night keepes me companie._