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ever. This friendship was evidenced chiefly by the
matter-of-course way in which Grampus permitted
the monkey to mount his back and ride about the
village and through the woods, where dry places
could be found, as long as she pleased. Marmoset
was fonder of riding than walking, so that Grampus
had enough to do; but he did not put himself much
about. He trotted, walked, galloped, and lay down
when and where and as often as he chose, without
any reference to the small monkey; and Marmoset
held on through thick and thin, and nibbled nuts or
whatever else it picked up, utterly regardless of
where it was going to or the pace at which it went.
It was sharp, though, that small monkey, sharp as a
needle, and had its little black eyes glancing on all
sides; so that when Grampus dashed through under-
wood, and the branches threatened to sweep it off,
it ducked its head, or, lying flat down, shut its eyes
and held on with all its teeth and four hands like a
limpet to a rock. Marmoset was not careful as to
her attitucle on dog-back. She sat with her face to
the front or the rear, just as her fancy or convenience
dictated.

After leaving the village they travelled for many
days and nights through the Gapo. Although afloat

on the waters of the Amazon, they never entered the