of hers crept a soft, tender look, such a look as
you would never have believed they could have held.

"What have YOU had to eat?" asked Granny softly.

Reddy turned his head that Granny might not see his face. "Oh, I've had
something," said he, trying to speak lightly. It was true; he had had
two bites from that fish.

Now you know just how shrewd and smart and wise Granny Fox is. Reddy
didn't fool her just the least little bit. She took two small bites from
the fish.

"Now," said she, "we'll divide it," and she bit in two parts what
remained. In a twinkling she had gulped down the smallest part, for 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 do it. Reddy
was happy through and through with the great happiness that comes from
having done something for some one else.

"It was nothing," he muttered.

"It was a very great deal," replied Granny. And then she changed th