A fox hard-pressed by the hunters after the long run came up to a man who was cutting wood and begged him to show him some place where he might hide. The man suggested his hut and the fox crept in. When asked if he had seen the fox the man answered, "No," but pointed with his finger. Not noticing the hint the hunters went on. The fox was stealing off without a word, when the man upbraided him for taking leave of his house without thanking him for his safety. "A pretty host," answered the fox, "if your finger had been as honest as your mouth I should not have left your roof without bidding you farewell."