"Who are you?"
"I am a monkey living in these hills," replied the monkey. "I
heard of your expedition to the Island of Devils, and I have come
to go with you. Nothing will please me more than to follow
you!"
"Do you really wish to go to the Island of Devils and fight with
me?"
"Yes, sir," replied the monkey.
"I admire your courage," said Momotaro. "Here is a piece of one
of my fine rice-cakes. Come along!"
So the monkey joined Momotaro. The dog and the monkey did not
get on well together. They were always snapping at each other as
they went along, and always wanting to have a fight. This made
Momotaro very cross, and at last he sent the dog on ahead with a
flag and put the monkey behind with a sword, and he placed himself
between them with a war-fan, which is made of iron.
