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“The frogs all look very tired. Why don‟t you let them rest while

we talk?” said the King to the Rich frog as he approached him.
“They are my frogs now and I say when it is time to rest. What

are you doing here anyway, have you decided to join my cause?”
asked the Rich frog. “Actually I came to fetch my fellow frogs;

they are coming home with me!” instructed the King.

The frogs started to cheer. “Order, Order!” bellowed the Rich
frog. “There is no need for that behaviour, you are not going

anywhere! Have you forgotten what has happened to The
Ponds?” he continued. The smiles disappeared from the frogs‟

faces as they remembered.

“Yes, that is true; The Ponds are not what it used to be. At least,
though, with me they will have their freedom. So Rich frog, let

my people go!” said the King frog.

“No, they are mine now! They will not leave!” said the Rich
frog.

“I will not ask again, Rich frog, let my people go!” said the King

frog as he grew angrier.
“I said no! I will have to make you understand that you have no

say here,” said the Rich frog.

He whistled at the black bird circling above them. Immediately
the bird made eye contact with the Rich frog. “Eat him, my

pet,” the Rich frog commanded.
The bird immediately stopped circling, looked straight at the

King frog and swooped down towards him.