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moment afterward he cut all the roses of the garden. The daughter of the
King saw him, and said to him:
"O Sidi Mahomet, what are you doing there? Come here, I need you."
He took a rose and approached.
"Where do you live?" asked the princess.
"With the son of the Sultan of India," answered the monkey.
"Tell him to buy me."
"I will tell him, provided he will accept."
The next day he stayed in the house and tore his face. The princess called
him again. The monkey brought her a rose.
"Who put you in that condition?" she cried.
"It was the son of the Sultan of India," answered the monkey. "When I told
him to buy you he gave me a blow."
The princess gave him 100 ecus, and he went away. The next day he scratched
his face worse and climbed on the house. The daughter of the King called
him:
"Sidi Mahomet!"
"Well?"
"Come here. What did you say to him?"
"I told him to buy you, and he gave me another blow."
"Since this is so, come and find me to-morrow."
The next day the monkey took the fisherman to a shop and bought him some
clothes.
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