One day, just before the wedding, my grandfather was flying out with his band when he saw Quelala walking beside the river.

He was dressed in a rich costume of pink silk and purple velvet, and my grandfather thought he would see what he could do.

At his word the band flew down and seized Quelala, carried him in their arms until they were over the middle of the river, and then dropped him into the water.
"`Swim out, my fine fellow,' cried my grandfather, `and see if the water has spotted your clothes.' Quelala was much too wise not to swim, and he was not in the least spoiled by all his good fortune.

He laughed, when he came to the top of the water, and swam in to shore.
But when Gayelette came running out to him she found his silks and velvet all ruined by the river.
"The princess was angry, and she knew, of course, who did it.

She had all the Winged Monkeys brought before her, and she said at first that their wings should be tied and they should be treated as they had treated Quelala, and dropped in the river.