IX REYNARD THE FOX 61

eyes that way as long as he could see them;
which the brock noting, said, ‘ Fie, dissembling
cousin, why wander your eyes so after the
poultry?’

The fox replied, ‘Nephew, you do me in-
jury so to mistake me, for mine eyes wandered

 

not, but I was saying a paternoster for the souls
of all the poultry and geese which I have slain
and betrayed, in which devotion you hindered
me.’

‘Well,’ said Griméard, ‘it may be so, but
your glances are suspicious.’

Now by this time they were come into