“You faithless, faithless nurse!” he cried.
In awful rage he ran after Mikko and was about to overtake him when Mikko slipped into a crevice in the rocks. Only one paw stuck out. The Wolf pounced on this paw and began gnawing it.
“Say, Pekka, have you gone crazy?” the Fox asked. “What do you think you’re doing biting that old root? I hope you don’t think it’s one of my paws. I’m sitting on all four paws.”
The Wolf looked up to see whether this was true and, quick as a flash, Mikko, the rascal, drew in his paw.
So the poor old Wolf, fooled again, went sadly home.
Of course the instant he opened his mouth the Grouse flew away