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The boar, however, had not quite hidden himself, for his ears

stuck out of the bush; and when he shook one of them a little,

the cat, seeing something move, and thinking it was a mouse,

sprang upon it, and bit and scratched it, so that the boar jumped

up and grunted, and ran away, roaring out, 'Look up in the tree,

there sits the one who is to blame.' So they looked up, and

espied the wolf sitting amongst the branches; and they called him

a cowardly rascal, and would not suffer him to come down till he

was heartily ashamed of himself, and had promised to be good

friends again with old Sultan.

THE STRAW, THE COAL, AND THE BEAN