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THE STORY OF CICCU |
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and let them all out in his bedroom. He himself hid carefully under the bed and waited. The Man-eater came in late, very tired with his long walk, and flung himself on the bed, placing his sword with its shining blade by his side. Scarcely had he lain down than the mosquitos began to buzz about and bite him, and he rolled from side to side trying to catch them, which he never could do, though they always seemed to be close to his nose. He was so busy over the mosquitos that he did not hear Ciecu steal softly out; or see him catch up the sword. But the horse heard and stood ready at the door, and as Ciccu came flying down the stairs and jumped ou his back he sped away like the wind, and never stopped till they arrived at the king's palace.
The king had suffered much pain in his absence, thinking that if the Man-eater ate Ciccu, it would be all his fault. And he was so overjoyed to have him safe that he almost forgot the sword which he had sent him to bring. But the two brothers did not love Ciccu any better because he had succeeded when they hoped he would have failed, and one day they spoke to the king. ' It is all very well for Ciccu to have got possession of the sword, but it would have been far more to your majesty's honour if he had captured the Man-eater himself.' The king thought upon these words, and at last he said to Ciccu, ' Ciccu, I shall never rest until you bring me back the Man-eater himself. You may have any help you like, but somehow or other you must manage to do it.' Ciccii felt very much cast down at these words, and went to the stable to ask advice of his friend the horse. 'Fear nothing,'said the horse; 'just say you want mo and fifty pieces of gold.' Ciccu did :is he was bid, and the two set out together.
When they reached Hie country of the Man-eater, Ciccu made all the church bells toll and a proclamation to be made: 'Ciccu, the servant of the king, is dead.' The Man-eater soon heard what everyone was saying, |
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