Carabas looked around his house.
"I need money," he thought.
"Maybe I can sell something."
Just then Puss walked in with a gold coin.
Carabas gasped. "Where did you get that?"
Puss shrugged. "The king gave it to me."
Carabas scratched his head. "The king?"
Puss nodded. "He and I are friends."
Puss gave Carabas the gold coin.
"Oh, Puss! Thank you!" Carabas said.
Puss laughed and nodded.
"More good things will happen soon."
Puss visited the king every day.
He brought a gift every day too.
"From the duke," he said.
The king loved Puss.
A singer sang for the cat.
A jester juggled for him.
One day Puss and the king had lunch.
"Tell me about the duke," the king said.
"Is he kind? Is he handsome?"
Puss smiled. "The duke is honest and kind."
"Is he neat?" the king asked.
"Oh yes," Puss said.
"He's rich and dresses very well."
"Excellent!" the king said.
"I want to meet him."
Puss gulped.
"Uh-oh," he thought.
"I can't bring Carabas here.
The king will see that he is poor!"
Puss thought fast.
"My master is, um, very busy right now.
I'm sure you can meet him soon, though."