The three of us together now, hold up your hands, like me, and we'll be brothers in this affair, and each defend the others, and we will kill this traitor Death, I say!
Well, sirs, if it be your design to find out Death, turn up this crooked way towards the grove, I left him there today under a tree, and there you'll find him waiting.
He gathered lots and hid them in his hand bidding them draw for where the luck should fall. It fell upon the youngest of them all, and off he ran at once towards the town.
We'd all be at the top of fortune, hey? But certainly it can't be done by day. People would call us robbers.
At once the three rioters began to run, and reached the tree, and there they found a pile of golden florins on the ground
Nevertheless, if I could shape things thus so that we shared it out-the two of us-wouldn't you take it as a friendly act
As you attack, I'll up and put my dagger through his back. Then all this money will be ours to spend, divided equally of course, dear friend.
But how? What are we to do
Lord, to think I might have all that treasure to myself alone!
This cursed fellow grabbed into his hand the box of poison and away he ran into a neighboring street, and found a man who lent him three large bottles. He withdrew and deftly poured the poison into two.
Exactly in the way they'd planned his death they fell on him and slew him, two to one. Then said the first of them when this was done, "Now for a drink." And, as it happened, reaching for a sup, he took a bottle of poison up and drank; and his companion, nothing loth, drank from it also, and they perished both.