Bouqui and Malice Inside the King's Bull


 They tried all they could but could not get out.
 In the meantime, the king and his people who had
heard the bellowings of the bull, rushed to the stable.
 cI wonder if it is a baca again;, said the king to the men.
 cI'm not certain,, replied one. cSince the bull is already
dead no damage can be done by opening him.
 cOpen it!- roared the king.
 When the two comrades inside the bull heard this they
got excited. Malice said, -Quick, Bouqui, go into the little
stomach, and I into the large one.-
 cOh, no, I'm bigger than you, I go into the large one.*
 cAll right. It's up to you,, Malice said. He made himself
small and then crawled into the bladder.
 Now one of the king's men took his little knife and
started to cut open the bull's stomach. Malice, with his
own knife, took this opportunity, sliced the bladder open,
and took such a swift leap out that no one noticed him. He
cried, *Messieurs! Messieurs, look how you threw the nasty
stuff from the bull's bladder and dirtied me all over.,
 ,Excuse us, we didn't see you, Compare Malice. Where
did you come from?.
 *And now I'll have to find money to buy a new blue
denim.,
 aGive him three blue denims,- said the king.
 *To blow such stuff on anybody is an outrage, an
insult,- Malice said.
 <We beg your pardon,, the men said.
 'Begging pardon does not heal wounds,, said Malice.