you know she was very, very hungry. "That is your share," said she,
as she pushed what remained over to Reddy.

Reddy tried to refuse it. "I brought it all for you," said he.
"I know you did, Reddy," replied Granny, and it seemed to Reddy that
he never had known her voice to sound so gentle. "You brought it to me
when all you had had was the two little bites you had taken from it.
You can't fool me, Reddy Fox. There wasn't one good meal for either
of us in that fish, but there was enough to give us both a little hope
and keep us from starving. Now you mind what I say and eat your share."
Granny said this last very sternly.

Reddy looked at Granny, and then he bolted down that little piece of
fish without another word.

"That's better," said Granny. "We will feel better, both of us.
Now that I've something in my stomach, I feel two years younger.
Before you came, I didn't feel as if I should ever be able to go on
another hunt. If you hadn't brought something, I -- I'm afraid I
couldn't have lasted much longer. By another day you probably
wouldn't have had old Granny to think of. You may not know it, but
I know that you saved my life, Reddy. I had reached a point where I
just had to have a little food. You know there are times when a
very little food is of more good than a lot of food could be later.
This was one of those times."

Never in all his life had Reddy Fox felt so truly happy. He was
still hungry, -- very, very hungry. But he gave it no thought.
He had saved Granny Fox, good old Granny who had taught him all he knew.
And he knew that Granny knew how he had had to fight with himself to