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ONEcold night, as an Arab sat in his tent, his Camel looked in.
“I pray thee, master,” he said, “let me but put my head within the tent, for it is cold without.”
“By all means,” said the Arab; and the Camel stretched his head into the tent.
“If I might but warm my neck, also,” he said, presently.
“Put your neck inside, also,” said the Arab. Soon the Camel said again:
“It will take but little more room if I place my fore-legs within; it is difficult standing without
“You may do that, also,” said the Arab, making room.
“May I not stand wholly within?” asked the Camel; “I keep the tent open by standing as I do.”
“Yes, yes,” said the Arab. “I will have pity on you as well as on myself.”
So the Camel crowded into the tent; but it was too small for both.
“I think,” said the Camel, “that there is not room for us both. It will be best for you to stand outside, as you are the smaller.”
And with that he pushed the Arab, who made haste to get outside.
It is a wise rule to resist the beginnings of evil.