A Fox that was close pursued, took a Hedge, the Bushes gave way, and in catching hold of a Bramble to break his Fall, the Prickles ran into his Feet; upon this, he laid himself down, and fell to licking his Paws, with bitter Exclamation against the Bramble. Good Words, Reynard, says the Bramble, one would have thought you had known better Things, than to expect a Kindness from a common Enemy, and to lay hold on that for Relief, that catches every thing else for Mischief.
There are some malicious Natures that place all their Delight in doing ill turns, and that Man is hard put to’t, that is first brought into a Distress, and then forc’d to fly to such People for Relief.Source:
L'Estrange 101.
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