saw a dove and its mate come flying up and alight upon the sail-yard.
Then the male bird said, "Rucche, rucche!" And his mate answered,
"What's the matter, husband, that you are lamenting so?" "This poor
Prince," replied the other, "has bought a falcon, which as soon as it
shall be in his brother's hands will pick out his eyes; but if he does
not take it to him, or if he warns him of the danger, he will turn to
marble." And thereupon he began again to cry, "Rucche, rucche!" And his
mate said to him, "What, still lamenting! Is there anything new?" "Ay,
indeed," answered the male dove, "he has also bought a horse, and the
first time his brother rides him the horse will break his neck; but if
he does not take it to him, or if he warns him of the danger, he will
turn to marble." "Rucche, rucche!" he cried again. "Alas, with all
these RUCCHE, RUCCHE," said the female dove, "what's the matter now?"
And her mate said, "This man is taking a beautiful wife to his brother;
but the first night, as soon as they go to sleep, they will both be
devoured by a frightful dragon; yet if he does not take her to him, or
if he warns him of the danger, he will turn to marble."

As he spoke, the tempest ceased, and the rage of the sea and the fury
of the wind subsided. But a far greater tempest arose in Jennariello's
breast, from what he had heard, and more than twenty times he was on
the point of throwing all the things into the sea, in order not to
carry to his brother the cause of his ruin. But on the other hand he
thought of himself, and reflected that charity begins at home; and
fearing that, if he did not carry these things to his brother, or if he
warned him of the danger, he should turn to marble, he resolved to look
rather to the fact than to the possibility, since the shirt was closer
to him than the jacket.

When he arrived at Shady-Grove, he found his brother on the shore,
awaiting with great joy the return of the ship, which he had seen at a
distance. And when he saw that it bore her whom he carried in his
heart, and confronting one face with the other perceived that there was
not the difference of a hair, his joy was so great that he was almost
weighed down under the excessive burden of delight. Then embracing his
brother fervently, he said to him, "What falcon is that you are
carrying on your fist?" And Jennariello answered, "I have bought it on
purpose to give to you." "I see clearly that you love me," replied
Milluccio, "sin