"You have been very kind to me," said Puss. "How shall I repay you?"
"Forget it," said the owl, taking off his gold-rimmed spectacles and wiping his left eye with a yellow silk handkerchief. "If you would get safely out of this forest,
"Follow the path, the moon is still bright.
Take the first turn—the one to the right.
The Willow Tree Inn you'll find in due course,
Where you'll find shelter for you and your horse."
"Thank you," said Puss. "If your directions are as good as your rhyme I shall have no trouble in finding the place."
WILLOW TREE INN
THE moonlight shone brightly on the sign of the Willow Tree Inn as Puss reached up for the big brass knocker. But he wasn't tall enough, so he stood on an empty flower pot and rapped twice on the door.
"Who's there?" asked the innkeeper, poking his head out of the window.
"Puss in Boots, Junior."