That sounds funny, doesn't it? But it was true. Yes, Sir, Reddy Fox
was running away from himself. He was afraid that if he didn't get
home to Old Granny Fox with that fish very soon, he would eat every
last bit of it himself. So he was running his very hardest so as to
get there before this could happen. So really he was running away
from himself, from his selfish self.

Old Granny Fox was on the doorstep watching for him, and he saw just
how her hungry old eyes brightened when she saw him and what he had.

"I've brought you something to eat, Granny," he panted, as he laid
the fish at her feet. He was quite out of breath with running. "It
isn't much, but it is something. It is all I could find for you."

Granny looked at the fish and then she looked sharply at Reddy, and
into those keen yellow eyes of hers crept a soft, tender look, such a
look as you would never have believed they could have held.

"What have YOU had to eat?" asked Granny softly.

Reddy turned his head that Granny might not see his face. "Oh, I've
had something," said he, trying to speak lightly. It was true; he had
had two bites from that fish.

Now you know just how shrewd and smart and wise Granny Fox is. Reddy
didn't fool her just the least little bit. She took two small bites
from the fish.

"Now," said she, "we'll divide it," and she bit in two parts what
remained. In a twinkling she had gulped down the smallest part, for