Many years went by. Ming, the witch, was walking through the forest when she passed a sad-looking monkey sitting in a tree. She looked closer, and saw that it was Ucay. She was sorry for him. "Ucay," she said, "the spell will be broken if someone is kind to you." Then she went away, and was never seen again. "No one will be kind to me," thought Ucay. One day, he was sitting in his tree when a pretty girl came towards it. She sat down under the tree, and cried and cried. Ucay was sorry for her. He forgot he was a monkey.