190 THE PLEASANT HISTORY OF CHAP.

might walk whither they would, only he must
ever be near him. Then said your father,
“ Reynard, | am exceeding sick, and I feel my
sickness increasing.” My father answered,
“My lord, let me feel your pulse, and as soon
as I. perceive your state, I will give my
opinion.” The King did as he was advised,

 

for he trusted not any equal with him. Then
said my father, “ My best Lord, if you will be
eased of your grief, you must needs eat the
liver of a wolf of seven years old, or else your
disease is incurable.”

‘The wolf at that time stood by your father,
but said nothing; whereupon the King said,
“Sir /segrim, you hear how there is nothing
which can cure me but your liver.” The wolf