When we meet in the trees, my brother tells me that Subbar Khan is dying. Terrible news, since he is our protector!

“The humans don’t why he is dying,” says my brother. “But the birds know that he was poisoned by the glass that Kupti, the king’s daughter, put into his bed.”

We monkeys know that the berries in the trees will cure Subbar Khan’s illness if boiled in water. We chatter about it, but what can we do? Who will listen to us? Men are so ignorant. They go and shut themselves up in stuffy houses in stuffy cities instead of living in nice airy trees, and they miss knowing all the important things!

Monkey Brother in Kupti and Imani, Olive Fairy Book