an to tell him that a
great longing had come over her to see her parents. And the Falcon
answered, "Let the wish pass, wife; for that cannot be unless the
humour takes me."

"Let us at least," said Fabiella, "send to fetch one of my kinsfolk to
keep my company."

"And, pray, who will come so far to see you?" replied the Falcon.

"Nay, but if any one should come," added Fabiella, "would you be
displeased?"

"Why should I be displeased?" said the Falcon, "it would be enough that
he were one of your kinsfolk to make me take him to my heart."

When Fabiella heard this she took courage, and calling to her brother
to come forth, she presented him to the Falcon, who exclaimed, "Five
and five are ten; love passes through the glove, and water through the
boot. A hearty welcome to you! you are master in this house; command,
and do just as you like." Then he gave orders that Tittone should be
served and treated with the same honour as himself.

Now when Tittone had stayed a fortnight on the mountain, it came into
his head to go forth and seek his other sisters. So taking leave of
Fabiella and his brother-in-law, the Falcon gave him one of his
feathers, saying, "Take this and prize it, my dear Tittone; for you may
one day be in trouble, and you will then esteem it a treasure.
Enough--take good care of it; and if ever you meet with any mishap,
throw it on the ground, and say, Come hither, come hither!' and you
shall have cause to thank me."

Tittone wrapped the feather up in a sheet of paper, and, putting it in
his pocket, after a thousand ceremonies departed. And travelling on and
on a very long way, he arrived at last at the wood where the Stag lived
with Vasta; and going, half-dead with hunger, into the garden to pluck
some fruit, his sister saw him, and recognised him in the same manner
as Fabiella had done. Then she presented Tittone to her husband, who
received him with the greatest friendship, and treated him truly like a
Prince.

At the end of a fortnight, when Tittone wished to depart, and go in
search of his other sister, the Stag gave him one of his hairs,
repeating the same words as the Falcon had spoken about the feather.
And setting out on his way, with a bagful of crown-pieces which the
Falcon had given him, and as many more which the Stag gave him, he
walked on and on, until he came to the end of the earth, where, being
stopped by the sea and unable to walk any further, he took ship,
intending to seek thr