field._]

CAMEL. What! Have you finished your crabs?

JACKAL. I cannot eat another one! Are you not ready to go?

CAMEL. Ready! Why, I have just begun.

JACKAL. I'll wait for you outside the field, then.

[_The Camel nods and disappears among the cane._]

Now I do not wish to wait for him. I am in a hurry to get home, I am. So
I'll sing a little song I know. The farmer then will come and drive the
camel out.

[_He goes. Soon he is heard singing in the distance. Enter the_ FARMER
_and_ the BOYS _with clubs._]

FARMER. I see no jackal here!

A BOY. I am sure I heard him singing!

ANOTHER BOY. I heard him, too!

FARMER. We must look for him and drive him out.

[_The_ CAMEL _enters, eating cane._]

FIRST BOY. Look, look! A camel!