The Lion went once a-hunting along with the Fox, the Jackal,

　　and the Wolf. They hunted and they hunted till at last they

　　surprised a Stag, and soon took its life. Then came the question

　　how the spoil should be divided. "Quarter me this Stag," roared

　　the Lion; so the other animals skinned it and cut it into four

　　parts. Then the Lion took his stand in front of the carcass and

　　pronounced judgment: The first quarter is for me in my capacity

　　as King of Beasts; the second is mine as arbiter1; another share

　　comes to me for my part in the chase; and as for the fourth

　　quarter, well, as for that, I should like to see which of you will

　　dare to lay a paw upon it."

　　"Humph," grumbled2 the Fox as he walked away with his tail

　　between his legs; but he spoke3 in a low growl4.

　　"You may share the labours of the great,

　　but you will not share the spoil."