chapter  28
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The Magic Purse, Cloak, and Horn—La vurza, lu firriolu e lu cornu ’nfatatu

Once upon a time, so it’s been told, there was a father who had threesons, and the only thing he had was a house. One day, he sold thehouse, and he kept the rights to three round tiles laid in the ground in front of the door. When death approached, he wanted to write a will even though his relatives said to him, “What can you leave behind you? You have nothing.”