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illustrated by Madi Kang
When the dance was over, the king had his soup brought to him. He ate it, and it tasted so good to him, that he thought he had never eaten a better soup. But when he reached the bottom of the bowl, he saw a golden ring lying there, and he could not imagine how it had gotten there. He ordered the cook to come before him. The cook was terrified when he heard this order, and he said to All-Kinds-of-Fur,
"For sure you let a hair fall into the soup. If that's true, you'll get a beating."
When the cook came before the king he was asked who had cooked the soup, and he answered, "I cooked it." The king said, "That is not true, for it was made in a different way, and much better than usual." The cook answered, "I must confess that I did not cook it, it was the little furry animal." The king said, "Go and have her come up here."
When All-Kinds-of-Fur arrived, the king asked,
"Who are you?"
"I am a poor child who no longer has a father or a mother."
"What are you doing in my castle?"
"I am good for nothing, except having boots thrown at my head."
"Where did you get the ring that was in the soup?"
“I do not know anything about the ring."
Thus the king could learn nothing, and he had to send her away again.
