“Climb on my back.” Said Rufus, “and I will swim to the other side.” Glancing back to where the crowd could be seen running toward him the Gingerbread Man turn to Rufus. "Promise to get me safely to the other side?” and he climbed upon the back of the small fox. Rufus quickly slid into the water and began to swim toward the opposite shore
“ The water is quite deep
here. I fear that I might get wet!” said the little man.
"Can you stand on my
head, Gingerbread Man, or you will get wet." So the gingerbread man pulled
himself up and stood on the fox's head.
The current became
stronger and once more the little man cried out in fear, “The water is lapping
at my feet!”
"Can you move on to
my nose, Gingerbread Man, so that I can carry you more safely? I would not like
you to drown."
The gingerbread man
hesitated. “You won’t eat me, will you?”
“Of course not, I am a
fox of my word and I will see you safely to the other side.” And with that the
gingerbread man slid onto Rufus’s nose and they continued to the other shore.
The little man climbed down and said, “I will owe you a favor and hope to repay
it one day.” He turned, scampering away and calling back, “run, run, fast as
you can! You can’t catch me , I’m the gingerbread man!”
Meanwhile Ceara was comforting the old man and the
old woman over the loss of the fine gingerbread man that they had planned to
take to the nearby castle as a gift for the Princess. The King had offered the
hand of his daughter in marriage to the person who could make her laugh and the
couple had hoped that their gift would insure that their son would win her
hand.
Ceara decided to join
them as visit the castle to watch the festivities. Along the way they encountered many others
heading toward the castle. Some were knights in armor, others were entertainers
of various sorts and Ceara delighted in listening to their tales of adventure
as the journey toward the castle continued.
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