"No, no! not so lucky either," said the hare, "for the cottage caught fire and was burnt, and all we had with it."
"That I call downright unlucky," said the fox.
"Oh, no; not so very unlucky after all," said the hare, "for my witch of a wife was burnt along with her cottage."
Slip Root, Catch Reynard's Foot
ONCE on a time there was a bear, who sat on a hillside in the sun and slept. Just then Reynard came slouching by and caught sight of him.
"There you sit taking your ease, grandsire," said the fox. "Now, see if I don't play you a trick." So he went and caught three field-mice and laid them on a stump close under Bruin's nose, and then he bawled out into his ear, "Bo! Bruin, here's Peter the Hunter, just behind this stump;" and as he bawled this out he ran off through the wood as fast as ever he could.
Bruin woke up with a start, and when he saw the three little mice, he was as mad as a March hare, and was going to lift up his paw and crush them, for he thought it was they who had bellowed in his ear.
But just as he lifted it he caught sight of Reynard's tail among the bushes by the woodside, and away he set after him, so that the underwood crackled as he went, and, to tell the truth, Bruin was so close upon Reynard, that he caught hold of his off hind-foot just
