LE PORTRAIT MAGAZINE Feb.27.2015 | Page 9

carry things. Now that I am old they turn me out and leave me to waste away all alone. I do not like humans." He turned back to the lion. "Eat the boy!" and the donkey moved on. "Well, that settles that," said the lion as he began to approach the boy once more. Just then Mpungushe the jackal stepped between the two. "Oh, terribly sorry," he said, "to have disturbed you. I'll be on my way..." "No!" shouted Jabu. "Wait and tell the lion how bad it is to break a promise." "A promise?" asked the jackal. "Well, I suppose it depends upon the promise, doesn't it? Why? Did one of you m