Once there were two Cocks living in the same farmyard who could not bear the sight of each other. Naturally that was an awful state of affairs for a greedy Wolf. I would gladly get them, said the cunning Monkey, but you are much more skillful at such things than I am. Besides, her eyes were not sharp enough by day to permit her to punish the Grasshopper as he deserved. Now the Beetle told the reason for her action, and Jupiter had to acknowledge the justice of her cause. There, child, there! The Wolf shall not get you. This good, rich milk, she mused, will give me plenty of cream to churn. Then off he swam with him toward the shore. He soon got his eyes on the Lamb. The Heron saw no more fish, and very glad was he at last to breakfast on a tiny Snail.
The wicked deserve no aid.