He looked frightened, shook his head, and said, "General, I touch no fruit." "Indeed," I answered.

"That is strange, since I thought that I saw you eating of it yesterday." "Aye, General," he replied; "the truth is that I ate too much." Making no answer, I went to the window, and threw the fig to a long-tailed, tame monkey which was chained to a post in the yard without.

It caught it and ate greedily.
"Do not go away, friend," I said to the jailer, who was trying to depart while my back was turned.

"I have questions that I would ask you." So I spoke to him about other matters, and all the while watched the monkey.
Soon I saw that it was ill at ease.

It began to tear at its stomach and to whimper like a child.