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XIII THE INN OF THE RED CRAW: FISH HEY walked, and walked, and walked, | arrived dead tired at the inn of The until at last, towards evening, they Red Craw-fish. ‘ Let us stop here a little,” said the Fox, " that we may have something to eat and rest ourselves for an hour or two. We will start again at midnight, so as to arrive at the Field of miracles by dawn to-morrow morning.” Having gone into the inn they all three sat down to table: but none of them had any appetite. The Cat, who was suffering from indigestion and feeling seriously indisposed, could only eat thirty-five mullet with tomato sauce, and four portions of tripe with Parmesan cheese; and because she thought the tripe was not seasoned enough, she asked three times for the butter and grated cheese! The Fox would also willingly have picked a little, but as his doctor had ordered him a strict diet, he was forced to content himself simply with a hare dressed with a sweet and sour sauce, and garnished lightly with fat chickens and early pullets. After the hare he sent for a made dish of partridges, rabbits, 64
