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bird, so that I may say I have kept my son alive and made him   to her boy. Whether from fretting over not having the falcon or
            forever your debtor."                                  from the energy of his illness, the boy died a few days later,
                                                                   to his mother's great grief. For a while, she did nothing but
            No sooner had Federigo understood what the lady wanted than,   weep and bitterly bewail herself. But being still young and very
            for grief that he could not serve her because he had given her   wealthy, she was often urged by her brothers to marry again.
            the falcon to eat, he began to weep in her presence before he
            could utter a word. At first, the lady thought he wept because   Though she would rather not have done so, she remembered
            he was loath to part with the brave falcon and assumed he   Federigo's high merit and the magnificent generosity with which
            would refuse her. However, she waited patiently for Federigo's   he had killed his falcon to honor her. She said to her brothers,
            answer, which was as follows:                          "Gladly, with your consent, would I remain a widow, but if you
                                                                   will not be satisfied unless I take a husband, rest assured that I
            "Madam, since it pleased God that I should set my affections   will take none other than Federigo degli Alberighi." Her brothers
            upon you, there have been many matters in which I have deemed   derided her, saying, "Foolish woman, what do you say? How
            Fortune adverse to me. But they have all been trifles compared   should you want Federigo, who has nothing in the world?" She
            to the trick she now plays me, which I shall never forgive her.   answered, "My brothers, I know it is as you say, but I would
            You have come to my poor house, where, while I was rich, you   rather have a man without wealth than wealth without a man."
            did not deign to come, and ask a trifling favor of me, which she   Seeing that her mind was made up and knowing Federigo to be
            has put it out of my power to grant. How it is so, I will briefly   a good and true man, poor though he was, they gave her to him
            tell you. When I learned that you, of your grace, were minded   with all her wealth. Federigo, being married to the woman he
            to breakfast with me, having respect to your high dignity and   had loved so much and now being very wealthy, lived happily
            merit, I deemed it due and seemly that in your honor I should   and kept better accounts for the rest of his days.
            regale you with fare of a more excellent quality than is commonly
            set before others. Remembering the falcon you now ask of me
            and its excellence, I judged it meet food for you, and so you
            have had it roasted on the trencher this morning. I thought I
            had bestowed it well, but now I see you would have had it in
            another guise. I am so mortified that I cannot serve you that I
            doubt I shall never know peace of mind again." In witness of his
            words, he had the feathers, feet, and beak of the bird brought
            in and laid before her.

            When the lady heard Federigo's story and saw the remains of
            the bird, she chided him for killing such a fine falcon to furnish
            a woman with breakfast. However, she inwardly commended
            his magnanimity, which poverty had not impaired. Frustrated
            in her hope of possessing the falcon and doubting her son's
            recovery, she took her leave with a heavy heart and returned

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