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my gardener, will keep you company while I go to arrange the table."
He, although his poverty was so great, had not yet realized how he had,
without method or pleasure, spent his fortune; but this morning, finding
nothing with which he could do honor to the lady for whose love he had
already entertained so many men, made him think and suffer extremely; he
cursed his fortune, and as a man beside himself ran hither and thither,
finding neither money nor anything to pawn. It being late, and his
desire to honor the gentle lady in some manner, and not wishing to call
on anybody else, but rather to do all himself, his eyes fell upon his
beloved falcon, which was in his cage above the table. He therefore took
it, and finding it fat, and not having any other resource, he considered
it to be a proper food for such a woman; and without thinking any
further, he wrung its neck and ordered his servant that, it being
plucked and prepared, it should be put on the spit and roasted
immediately. And setting the table with the whitest of linen, of which
he had still a little left, with a delighted countenance he returned to
the lady and told her that such dinner as he was able to prepare for her
was ready. Thereupon, the lady with her companion, rising, went to
dinner, and without knowing what she ate or what Frederick served, ate
the good falcon.
Then leaving the table, and after pleasant conversation with him, it
appeared to the lady that it was time to say what she had come for, and
so she began amiably to say to Frederick:--"Frederick, recalling your
past life and my honesty, which perhaps you considered cruelty and
severity, I do not doubt in the least that you will be astonished at my
presumption, hearing what I have come for; but if you had ever had
children, through whom you might know how great is the love which one
bears them, it seems to me certain that in part you would excuse me. But
as you have not, I, who have one, cannot escape the law common to all
mothers; obeying which, I am obliged, apart from my own pleasure and all
other convention and duty, to ask of you a gift which I know is
extremely dear, and reasonably so, because no other delight and no other
amusement and no other consolation has your exhausted fortune left you;
this gift is your falcon, which my boy has become so strongly enamored
of, that if I do not take it to him I fear that his illness will become
so much aggravated that I may lose him in consequence; therefore I pray
you, not on account of the love which you bear me, but because of your
nobility, which has shown greater courtesy than that of any other man,
that you would be so kind, so good, as to give it to me, in order that
by this gift the life of my son may be preserved, and I be forever under
obligation to you."
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