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 This simple question seemed to put out the wolf very much. What would they have for their next dinner, and, what was more important still, who would there be to eat it? They had made a rule always to dine off the smallest



of the party, and when the fox was gone, why of course, he was smaller than the hear.

These thoughts flashed quickly through his head, and he said hastily: