THE HEART OF A MONKEY 47
swim as quickly as I can,' and so he did. and in three days they caught sight of the kuyu tree hanging over the water.
With a sigh of relief the monkey caught hold of the nearest branch and swung himself up.
' Wait for me here,' he called out to the shark. ' I am so hungry I must have a little breakfast, and then I wrill go and look for my heart,' and he went further and further into the branches so that the shark could not see him. Then he curled himself up and went to sleep.
' Are you there ? ' cried the shark, who was soon tired of swimming about under the cliff, and was in haste to be gone.
The monkey awoke with a start, but did not answer.
' Are you there ? ' called the shark again, louder than before, and in a very cross voice.
' Oh, yes. I am here,' replied the monkey ; ' but I wish you had not wakened me up. I was having such a nice nap.'
' Have you got it ? ' asked the shark. ' It is time we were going.'
' Going where ? ' inquired the monkey.
' Why, to my country, of course, with your heart. You can't have forgotten ! '
' My dear friend,' answered the monkey, with a chuckle, ' I think you must be going a little mad. Do you take me for a washerman's donkey ? '
' Don't talk nonsense,' exclaimed the shark, who did not like being laughed at. ' What do you mean about a washerman's donkey ? And I wish you would be quick, or we may be too late to save the sultan.'
' Did you really never hear of the washerman's donkey ? ' asked the monkey, who was enjoying himself immensely. ' Why, he is the beast who has no heart. And as I am not feeling very well, and am afraid to start while the sun is so high lest I should get a sunstroke,