Fable #166

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Two Goats, frisking gayly on the rocky steeps of a mountain valley, chanced to meet, one on each side of a deep chasm through which poured a mighty mountain torrent. Why do you run?,The Dogs are friends of yours now! The Lion agreed and the Fox returned to the Ass. A Hedgehog happened by. I wouldn't even trouble to open my beak for anything like that! He knew the Fox could not get at him, so he went a little closer to get a good look at his enemy. Again and again he tried, but in vain. If it had not been for that terrible monster, the Mouse went on, I should have made the acquaintance of the pretty creature, who looked so good and gentle. The Fox wasted no time in talking. Shortly after that, another election among the Animals was held.

What is evil won is evil lost.