The ills we do Recoiles on Us
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Once a lion fell ill. All the animals called on him to express their regret on his indisposition and to wish him an early recoupment, but the fox did not pay the visit. The wolf, who abhorred the fox for her cunningness, vent to the lion and said to him, “Your majesty ! All your subjects have come to you to express their obeisance except the fox.educationsight.blogspot.com Arrogant, presumptuous, and disloyal us she is, she has not called on you in order to express her contempt for you and as mark of their disloyalty to you.” The lion said, “All right, bring her to me as soon as you find her and then I will punish her for her insolence.” The fox, who was hiding outside the den, heard the conversation arid before the wolf came out of the lair she entered it and prostrating before the lion paid him respect, and said, “Your Majesty! I heard about your indisposition. I was so much pained that instead of coming to offer my regret, I set out to find the remedy to cure you and it was with much difficulties that, at last, I found it.” The Hon asked her, “Hurty up! tell Inc the remedy.” The fox said, “If you eat the liver of a wolf, you will be cured at once.” Hearing this the loin gave the wolf a strong blow that killed him instantly and tearing him up ate his liver.
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