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"Michael Ivanovitch the bear and his brother Levon Ivanovitch the wolf have been ready for a long time, and have brought presents of a sheep and an ox as greetings to his Excellency." "Get along, Squinteye," says the fox; "we are just coming." And so the fox and the cat set out together. The bear, up in the top of the tree, saw them, and called down to the wolf,
"They are coming, Brother Levon; they are coming, the fox and her husband. But what a little one he is, to be sure!" "Quiet, quiet," whispers the wolf. "He'll hear you, and then we are done for." The cat came up, and arched his back and set all his furs on end, and threw himself on the ox, and began tearing the meat with his teeth and claws. And as he tore he purred.
"Now then, you squinting rascal," says the bear, "do you know where the fox lives, over there?" "I know, Michael Ivanovitch." "Get along there quickly, and tell her that Michael Ivanovitch the bear and his brother Levon Ivanovitch the wolf have been ready for a long time, and have brought presents of a sheep and an ox, as greetings to his Excellency ..."
"Good-day, brother Michael Ivanovitch," says the wolf. "Good-day, brother Levon Ivanovitch," says the bear. "Have you seen the fox, Lisabeta Ivanovna, with her husband, the Head-forester?" "No, brother," says the wolf. "For a long time I have been waiting to see them." "Go on and call out to them," says the bear. "No, Michael Ivanovitch," says the wolf, "I will not go.
Many were the branches he broke as he fell; many were the bones he broke when he crashed to the ground. He picked himself up and stumbled off, groaning. The pretty young fox sat still, and cried out, "Run, run, Brother Levon!... Quicker on your pins, Brother Michael! His Excellency is behind you; his Excellency is close behind!"
Do you go; you are bigger and bolder than I." "No, no, Levon Ivanovitch, I will not go. There is no use in risking one's life without need." Suddenly, as they were talking, a little hare came running by. The bear saw him first, and roared out, "Hi, Squinteye! trot along here." The hare came up, slowly, two steps at a time, trembling with fright.
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