Citra Bhai

How the Fox, repenting his sins, doth make hts

confession and ts absolved by the Brock.

‘Unctie,’ said the brock, ‘you may be proud
that you have such toward children, and | re-
joice because they are of my blood.’

‘I thank you, nephew,’ said the fox, ‘but I
know your journey hath made you weary,
therefore you shall go to your rest’; to which
the brock consented, so they laid them down
upon straw litter, and all slept soundly but the
fox, whose heart was heavy with sorrow, and
he lay studying how he might best excuse
himself before the King.

But as soon as the morning began to rise
from the tops of the mountains, he arose and
went with Gvimdbard towards the court; yet
before he went, he took leave of his wife and
children, and said, ‘Think not mine absence
long, dear wife and children, for I must go to