A Lion had grown very old. Very timidly at first they stuck out their heads and sniffed about carefully. In a short time the younger Frogs were using him for a diving platform, while the older Frogs made him a meeting place, where they complained loudly to Jupiter about the government. Now they reached a clearing in the forest and there stood a statue. Is it his great size that makes your eyes pop out? Without being asked, the Lion placed himself at the head of the feast to do the carving, and, with a great show of fairness, began to count the guests. The least shock is sure to shatter me! A great crowd of people ran out to get a closer look at the strange sight. And all the milk flowed out, and with it vanished butter and eggs and chicks and new dress and all the milkmaid's pride.
Traitors may expect treachery.