A man with a hump is often a dupe, but the hunchback was determined not to be. The Duke was in love with a young lady living incognito in the merchant’s quarter. “She looks so fine,” he said, “her cheeks blush like red wine.” The hunchback hurried home and found his daughter at prayers. “Put on these boy clothes when you go out upon the street,” he said. But the Duke did not care whether he fucked a boy or a girl. When the hunchback came home and surprised them at it, he drew his knife. “Look at me,” cried the Duke, “and say I am not cursed!” The hunchback laughed and plunged the knife into the duke’s heart. “We are all cursed,” he said, as he held his dying daughter.
