Chapter 195
A kid who had strayed from the herd was pursued by a wolf. When he saw that there was no hope of escape, he turned around and said to the wolf, “I must admit, indeed, that I am your victim, and since my life will now be very short, let it be a merry one. So, please pipe a tune for me, and I will dance.”
While the wolf was piping and the kid was dancing, the dogs heard the music and ran to see what was going on. When they saw the wolf, they immediately began chasing him, and the wolf took off as fast as his legs would carry him.
Luck favours the quick-witted who counter the brawn with brain.
