"'Oh! I don't mind the wind,' said the bird. 'For instance, when it blows from the north-east, I put my head under my left wing, like this."
"Thereupon, the bird put its head under its left wing, and peeped at the fox with its right eye.
"'And when it blows from the south-west?' asked the fox.
"'Then I do the contrary.'
"And the bird put its head under its right wing, and peeped at the fox with its left eye.
"'And when it blows from every side of the compass at once?'
"'It never does,' said the bird, laughing.
"'Yes it does; in a hurricane.'
"'Then I cover my head with both my wings, like this.'
"No sooner had the poor bird buried her head under both her wings, than the sly old fox jumped at her, and ate her up.