The next day they went again into the fields, and the covetous wolf
said to the fox: "Get me something to eat now, or I will devour you!"
The fox said he knew a country house where the cook was going that
evening to make some pancakes, and thither they went. When they
arrived, the fox sneaked and crept around round the house, until he at
last discovered where the dish was standing, out of which he stole six
pancakes, and took them to the wolf, saying, "There is something for
you to eat!" and then ran away. The wolf dispatched these in a minute
or two, and, wishing to taste some more, he went and seized the dish,
but took it away so hurriedly that it broke in pieces. The noise of
its fall brought out the woman, who, as soon as she saw the wolf,
called her people, who, hastening up, beat him with such a good will
that he ran home to the fox, howling, with two lame legs! "What a
horrid place you have drawn me into now," cried he; "the peasants have
caught me, and dressed my skin finely!"
"Why, then, are you such a glutton?" said the fox.
When they went out again the third day, the wolf limping along with
weariness, he said to the fox: "Get me something to eat now, or I will
devour you!"
The fox said he knew a man who had just killed a pig, and salted the
meat down in a cask in his cellar, and that they could get at it.
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