“You hear that, Brother Brahmin?” growled the Tiger. “Now I shall eat you up.”
“Pray, Brother Tiger, have patience! We have met only half of our judges. I still have three more to ask.”
“Very well,” answered the Tiger, and they went on together.
After a time they saw an Eagle flying through the air. “Brother Eagle, Brother Eagle,” shouted the Brahmin, “fly down here and give judgment.”
The Eagle came soaring slowly down and sat upon a rock. Then the Brahmin told his whole story and said, “Do you think that it is fair, or just of the Tiger to eat me after I set him free?”
“Well,” answered the Eagle, “men are not fair nor just to me. Whenever men see me, they try to shoot me and they climb the rocks to spoil my nest and steal my little ones. Men know no pity. They seek only to slay us. So I say let the Tiger eat the Brahmin.”
“Hear that, Brother Brahmin? Now I shall have to kill you,” growled the Tiger.
“Have patience, Brother Tiger,” answered the Brahmin. “We have yet two more judges to ask.”
“Very well,” said the Tiger, and they went on their way.
Presently they came to a river and in the mud they saw an old Alligator. The Brahmin told him the whole story hoping that the Alligator would give him a favorable answer. But the Alligator in great anger snorted out: