Looking around cautiously.
The Old Toad approached step by step, shouting softly.
"Is anyone there? Is anyone there? Such a wonderful treasure, how could it be placed in our Frog Tribe's pond? Hehe, ahem... Safekeeping costs money, ribbit, alright, it's past the safekeeping time, I'll take one as a safekeeping fee. Ah, nobody wants it now, no one wants it. It should go to the virtuous. This Elder is the most virtuous frog in the world, I'll take it!"
Shouting softly in an almost undetectable voice.
The Old Toad was overjoyed, eagerly reaching out to grasp the ruby, just about to jump into the pond.
"Ouch!"
The Old Toad felt someone pull his hind leg, stumbled, and fell into the pond.
Splash!
Bubbles floated up rapidly as the Old Toad extended his webbed feet to grab, but found nothing.
The ruby treasure was gone!
