Thai Rubbing from the East Wall of the Temple of Wat Po, Bangkok: Hanuman Begs Rishi Narada's Mercy to be Freed of a Leech [seems to be reversed with 1960.4.20 in order of narrative]
More than a little nettled at the old man's condescension, Hanuman decides to play a trick on him. Waiting until Nart is asleep, Hanuman enlarges his body and then calls out plaintively, "Wise one, here's a fine state of affairs. I appeal to your generosity as a host, and what do I get? A cell so miserably small that it almost crushes me to death." Nart, astonished at the size to which the monkey has grown, gets out his book of incantations, picks out an appropriate spell, and enlarges the cell. No sooner has he settled to sleep, however, than Hanumar again increases his size and again calls out, "My good hermit, how can I be expected to get any rest in this miserable box?" And once more, Nart enlarges the cell. But when Hanuman tries the trick for a third time, and shatters the cell like an eggshell, the old man calls down a torrent of icy rain that soaks through Hanuman' pelt and makes his teeth chatter furiously. Outsmarted, the monkey. apologizes to the old man and, mollified Nart kindles a magic fire to dry him out. They then retire once more and sleep the rest of the night through.
