“True, true,” they agreed; so some of them pulled up the plants while others put them back and watered them.
“Who bids you do that?” asked a young gentleman living in Benares.
“Our chief,” they replied.
To this the young gentleman answered:
“If he was chosen as the best,
What sort of creatures are the rest!”
Whereat the Monkeys repeated:
“Brahmin, you know not what you say
Blaming us in such a way!