Kekec Page #2

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sprite rushes into the house

and plays you a nasty turn.

What a plucky boy!

The best herbs are growing

just where Bedanec lives.

Neighbour, as you're such

a learned man,

you'd be maybe able to tell me

where my servant has gone?

Why are you scaring me like

that from behind my back?

Don't grow too big

for your boots!

l've only asked you about Mojca.

-Your own fault if she escaped.

Wait a moment, you weasel.

l'm nobody's fool.

Where's my servant?

Uncle, don't!

You'll break all my bones.

You'll talk by hook or by crook.

-Dear me, you may kill me !

Don't scream like that! l'm

only taking you to the clearing.

And there you'll rest a bit.

Meanwhile use your brains

and remember where Mojca is.

-What l have to live through !

Did l show you, eagle?

You won't forget me easily.

Why are you tied so roughly

to the tree, uncle?

Boy, my dear boy,

l've almost died

from fright and pain.

Help me, boy.

Save me, please.

l'm saved.

Death has failed

to take me.

You've saved me my dear boy.

How grateful l am to you !

Don't mention it. Any child

could cut a rope like this.

But who are you?

Come on, so l can thank you.

l'm Kekec, from the village in

the valley. -You're a good boy.

Listen to me !

Don't walk across the forest.

Bedanec may catch you.

You're dead if he gets you now

as you have saved me.

Go quickly through the thickest.

Never mind, we'll meet again.

You squirrels!

l'll strangle you !

l'll strangle you all !

We've met at last, you whelp!

Who are you?

Don't spit like a cat!

l've asked who you are !

l'm Kekec.

l'll make a fine bundle of you,

just to please you !

Uncle Bedanec.

Do you hear me, uncle?

You're dragging me along as

if l were a mule.

All because of a fir-cone

that grazed your nose.

Go on, you good-for-nothing !

Or else l may play you a turn,

you'll never forget!

Uncle Bedanec,

was it a bear on our heels

that we ran so much?

-The owl made the terrible voice .

Have you heard it? -l have.

What a ugly thing to do !

lt was a queer sound ! l like

better to hear a bear's howl

than an owl's cry.

lt was queer cry, indeed.

You thick-patted owls!

You cursed birds!

You make my head ache and

you cause me sleepless nights.

That boy has surely got courage !

He took a knife

and cut the ropes

and l was free.

Kekec saved you? -Kekec

from the village in the valley.

This boy will be somebody

important some day.

So tiny and he tricked Bedanec

who's as tall as a mountain.

Uncle, you and Kekec gave

him a bad turn !

Kekec has got more brains

in his little finger

than that fool in his pate.

My, my, what has happened?

Poor boy! He trapped him !

That beast!

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