Fable #462

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A Lion had grown very old. His sharp quills pricked them at every turn, and at last they politely asked him to leave. That is all very well, replied the Pig, with a squeal and a frantic kick. But alas! It was a long time before he came back to her. The Goatherd was frightened. But he forgot to latch the door of his house and while he was gone a Weasel walked in and calmly made himself at home. One day he heard that some Birds in the neighborhood were ailing and needed a doctor. The hounds caught him, and soon put an end to the boaster and all his tricks.

A knave's hypocrisy is easily seen through.