So she wrapped it in a leaf, and placed it in her bosom. Then they said their prayers, and, covering themselves with the shawl, they slept soundly till morning.
When they awoke, the sun was shining through the leaves of a rich banana tree, and the ripe golden fruit was hanging in thick bunches just above their heads.
“See, brother,” said the little girl, “the good God has given us our breakfast;” and they gathered from the ground as much of the delicious fruit as they wished.
“I am so thirsty,” said the brother.
“I hear something that sounds like running water,” replied Zoie.
So they looked around, until they found a brook, with a clear spring of water bubbling up in the midst of the shining stones.
“I thank the good God for this pure, clear water,” said the little girl, drinking with much pleasure, for she, too, was beginning to be very thirsty.
“We must go now,” said the boy.
They each took as many bananas as they could carry, and started to go, they knew not whither.
They were light-hearted and happy in all their morning wanderings, but by noon they began to feel tired, hungry, and thirsty.