A long time ago, the Lion, the Fox, the Jackal, and the Wolf agreed to go hunting together, sharing with each other whatever they found. Can you guess who it was that our young Mouse was trying to describe to his mother? Sure enough, the Mice soon began to come out. But though he could swim a little, he did not dare risk going into the pond without some help. Oh no! Instead he gave them each a hard whack over the head with it and sent them home. He called a meeting of all the Foxes, saying that he had something of great importance to tell the tribe. Finding his Master seated at the dinner table, he kicked up his heels and, with a loud bray, pranced giddily around the table, upsetting it as he did so. Thank you, said Master Fox sweetly, as he walked off Though it is cracked, you have a voice sure enough. But where are your wits?
Those who have all the toil do not always get the profit.