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While he was doing this, Isuro collected sticks for a fire, and when it was kindled, Gudu hastened to another hut to steal a pot which he filled with water from the river, and, planting two branches in the ground, they hung the pot with the meat in it over the fire.
'How unlucky you are, said Gudu, snatching the leaves; 'no sooner had you gone than ever so many people arrived, and washed their hands, as you see, and ate your portion. But, though Isuro knew better than to believe him, he said nothing, and went to bed hungrier than he had ever been in his life.
'Oh, I found after all that I could get across the rocks quite easily, so it seemed a pity not to keep my bag, answered Gudu. 'Well, as you tricked me into throwing away mine, you ought to let me share with you, said Isuro. But Gudu pretended not to hear him, and strode along the path.
And with a heavy sigh, the rabbit unfastened his bag of food, which fell into the river. The road on the other side led down an avenue of trees, and before they had gone very far Gudu opened the bag that lay hidden in the thick hair about his neck, and began to eat some delicious-looking fruit. 'Where did you get that from? asked Isuro enviously.
'I spoke hastily; you are innocent, said the old man; 'but now let the baboon do likewise. And when Gudu began to jump the goat's bones rattled and the people cried: 'It is Gudu who is the goat-slayer! But Gudu answered: 'Nay, I did not kill your goat; it was Isuro, and he ate the meat, and hung the bones round my neck.
'They would only make you ill. Be content with the green fruit. And as they were all he could get, Isuro was forced to put up with them. After this had happened two or three times, Isuro at last had his eyes opened, and made up his mind that, whatever Gudu told him, he would do exactly the opposite.
Laying his finger on his nose, in token of silence, he signed to Isuro to get up and follow him, and it was not until they were some distance from the hut that Gudu spoke. 'I am hungry and want something to eat better than that nasty porridge that I had for supper.
But they must have looked guilty after all, for suddenly an old man pointed to them, and cried: 'Those are thieves. And at the sound of his voice the big Gudu trembled all over. 'How dare you say such things? I defy you to prove it, answered Isuro boldly. And he danced forward, and turned head over heels, and shook himself before them all.
'I think you told me you were fond of porridge, said Gudu; but Isuro answered: 'You are mistaking me for somebody else, as I always eat meat when I can get it. And again Gudu was forced to be content with the porridge, which he hated.
However, by this time they had reached the village where dwelt Gudu's future wife, and as they entered Gudu pointed to a clump of bushes, and said to Isuro: 'Whenever I am eating, and you hear me call out that my food has burnt me, run as fast as you can and gather some of those leaves that they may heal my mouth.
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