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At length the monkey sat on the tip of a tongue of land that protruded a few yards into the water. Retreat
was cut off, since the tiny peninsula was only a pace wide and the snake would not let its victim escape if
it tried to spring past. To the rear there was only the water of the pond and Freddy had no reason to
doubt that this little monkey was any less water-shy than his Earthly counterparts.

The monkey however continued to stare at the snake boldly and curiously. It did not seem to be afraid.

Freddy watched as it remained where it was, unmoving, while the snake moved within a foot and a half
of it. ThenтАФand Freddy screamed loudly in fear for the life of her small saviorтАФthe monkey quickly
sprang and clamped its jaws around the snakeтАЩs throat, right below the head.

The snake reared up, trying to either shake its tormenter or to reach it with its teeth. Neither ploy
worked. The monkey held tight. The snake, in its convulsive and whirling struggles to throw the monkey
off, came ever closer to the waterтАЩs edge. Twisting and turning, the snakeтАЩs forebody went past the
peninsulaтАЩs edge, taking with it the monkey who had long lost his contact with solid ground.

Freddy leaped to her feet. She saw how the monkey suddenly let go of the snakeтАЩs throatтАФat just the
right moment to be propelled back onto land by the snakeтАЩs lashing movements. Suddenly free of the
extra weight, the snake slid a little farther off the bank and splashed heavily into the water.

The monkey, safe on shore, watched what happened to his enemy and cried triumphantly: "Kekekeke!"

Then something took place that made Freddy shudder to watch. The pond suddenly became alive. The
water began to bubble. Small jet-black shapes shot from all sides towards the snake.

The reptile started to rear up and thrash about with its broad, flat tail but the little black fish had seized
their prey and would not let it go.

In a few moments nothing remained of the snake but a slowly sinking skeleton.

Freddy, who had watched the gruesome spectacle speechlessly, felt something touch her leg. She
looked down and saw the small, grey-furred monkey looking back up at her with large and curious eyes.

Freddy bent down to take hold of it and strike its fur. The monkey willingly let her do it but after awhile
seemed to become impatient. It sprang a short distance away, then chattering, boldly stopped and raised
an arm as though wishing to show Freddy the way.

She followed him, which he seemed to enjoy tremendously. He pushed into the bushes and swung up
onto one of the higher branches. Then he raised his arm again and pointed in the same direction as
before.

Freddy had the impression it was trying to lead her somewhere. She followed it for a time, making an
effort to mark her trail so that she could find her way back to the pond.

Only when the monkey left the brush which ringed the pond for some hundred yards and gestured to the
western mountain wall did Freddy decide she had gone far enough and that she ought to turn back if she
did not want to get lost. So she stopped. The monkey was not agreeable at all to that. It started to
chatter and pointed a few times with evident impatience in the direction it wanted to lead Freddy. Finally
it hopped back to her, sat down and raised both arms to her as though begging. Its eyes looked large