- What! cried he, suddenly talking to a carpenter, I shall never see these beautiful birds?

– Ah! Miss birds! she loves so much! said the man with the air of goodness hidden, overshadowed, like everything else destroyed.

Talking was forbidden the carpenter just as strictly as jailers, but the man had pity on the youth of the prisoner, he learned that the huge shade, placed on the support of two windows, and away from the wall while by rising were to let the prisoners from the sky.

– We did this for morality, he said, to increase a salutary sadness and the desire to fix in the minds of prisoners, the general said the carpenter, also invented out of their windows, and have them replace their windows with oiled paper.

Fabrice loved many epigrammatic turn of this conversation, very rare in Italy.

– I wish I had a bird to amuse me, I love the madness, buy me one of the maid of Miss Clelia Conti.

– What! you know, said the carpenter, so you say his name?

– Who has not heard of this beauty so famous? But I had the honor of meeting her several times in court.

– The poor lady bored well here, said the carpenter, she spent her life there with his birds. This morning she came to buy beautiful orange that has been placed by his order at the door of the tower under your window ledge without you could see them.