"I had no intention of doing
so. What were you doing in the bushes?"
"I heard you coming, and I was afraid," explained the simian.
"I can identify with that," said the Lion with a smile.
"I was afraid that you might be one of those awful spider-creatures that
saps away the energy from everyone else," continued the monkey. "But I
can see that you are not. You are a much nicer fellow than that. I think
I've seen a portrait of you somewhere, in fact. You are ... My oh my!
Can it be true? You're him, aren't you?"
"Who?" asked the big cat.
"You are the great Lion that defeated the Forest Monster before!" said
the monkey. "I'm sure of it! What other lion in Oz is so big? Aren't you
the one who is called the Cowardly Lion of Oz?"
"Yeah," said the Lion, not especially proud of the title, but happy that
he was so famous with even this small monkey that he had never seen
before. "That's right. I am the Cowardly Lion of Oz. It is a title that
is far more honest than flattering. And who might you be?"
"I am Cubby," said the monkey. "I live in the Lunechien Forest of Oz."
"Lunechien Forest?" echoed the Lion. I'm not sure just where that is. Is
it far from here?"
"Pretty far," sighed Cubby.
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