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As Chanticleer was being carried off by the fox, he thought and thought. “How silly I was to let the fox fool me,” he said to himself.“Perhaps I can save myself by fooling him.”
Chanticleer looked back and saw the dogs in the distance. “They can never catch you,” he said to the fox. “What a swift runner you are!Why do you not make fun of them? Call out to the dogs and say, ‘You poor snails! Do you really think you can catch Reynard, the fox?’”
The silly fox was so pleased to hear Chanticleer praise him that he opened his mouth and said,“You poor — !” But he did not get any further,for as soon as he said the first word the cock flew safely to a branch of a tree.
The dogs were coming on so fast that Reynard could not stop to talk. But he and Chanticleer both did a good deal of thinking that day.
— Old English Tale