It happened that the husband of Monna Giovanna fell ill, and realizing death was near, he made his last will: he was very rich, and he left everything to his son.
Monna Giovanna was now a widow, and every summer, she would go to the country with her son to one of their estates very close by to Federigo's farm.
Now this young boy of hers happened to become more and more friendly with Federigo and he began to enjoy birds and dogs; and after seeing Federigo's falcon fly many times, it made him so happy that he very much wished it were his own, but he did not dare to ask for it, for he could see how precious it was to Federigo.
During this time, it happened that the young boy took ill; she would spend the entire day by his side, asking him time and time again if there was anything he wished, for if it was possible to obtain it, she would certainly do everything in her power to get it.
Mother, if you could arrange for me to have Federigo's falcon, I think I would get well quickly.
How can I go to him, or even send someone, and ask for this falcon of his, which is, as I have heard tell, the finest that ever flew, and furthermore, his only means of support? And how can I be so insensitive as to wish to take away from this nobleman the only pleasure which is left to him?
Finally, the love she bore her son persuaded her that she should make him happy, and no matter what the consequences might be, she would not send for the bird, but rather go herself to fetch it and bring it back to him.
How do you do, Federigo? I have come to make amends for the harm you have suffered on my account by loving me more than you should have, and in token of this, I intend to have a simple meal with you.
The following morning, the lady, went to Federigo's modest little house and asked for him.