Thinking no more of getting wood for his floor, he started out at once for Magsingal with the cock under his arm. As he was crossing a river he met an alligator which called out to him:
“Where are you going, Dogedog?”
“To the cock-fight at Magsingal,” replied the man as he fondly stroked the rooster.
“Wait, and I will go with you,” said the alligator; and he drew himself out of the water.
The two walking along together soon entered a forest where they met a deer and it asked:
“Where are you going, Dogedog?”
“To the cock-fight at Magsingal,” said the man.
“Wait and I will go with you,” said the deer; and he also joined them.
By and by they met a mound of earth that had been raised by the ants, and they would have passed without noticing it had it not inquired: