CHAPTER XVIII - MUTUAL RELIEF
The wise Fox knows that with
every chicken he steals he puts an
increased price on his own
skin.
Bowser the Hound.
When Reddy Fox dashed between the
legs of Farmer Brown’s boy and out of the open
door of the henhouse, it was with his heart in his
mouth. At least, it seemed that way. Would
he find the henyard gate open? Supposing Farmer
Brown’s boy had closed it after he entered!
Reddy would then be a prisoner just as he had been
all night, and all hope would end.
Just imagine with what terrible anxiety
and eagerness Reddy looked towards that gate as he
dashed out of the open door. Just imagine the
relief that was his when he saw that the gate was open.
In that very instant the snowy outside world became
more beautiful and wonderful than ever it had been
in all his life before. He was free! free! free!
If ever there was a surprised boy,
that boy was Farmer Brown’s as he watched Reddy
twist around a corner of the barn and disappear.
“Reddy Fox!” he exclaimed.
“Now how under the sun did that rascal get in
here?” Then, as he realized that Reddy had actually
been inside the henhouse, anxiety for the biddies
swept over him. Hastily he turned, fully expecting
to see either the bodies of two or three hens on the
floor, or scattered feathers to show that Reddy had
enjoyed a midnight feast. There were no feathers,
and so far as he could see, all the hens were standing
or walking about.
At once Farmer Brown’s boy began
to count them. Of course, he knew exactly how
many there should be. When he got through counting,
not one was missing. Farmer Brown’s boy
was puzzled. He counted them again. Then
he counted them a third time. He began to think
there must be something wrong with his counting.
After the fourth count, however, he was forced to
believe that not a single one was missing.
If Reddy Fox had been relieved when
he discovered that henyard gate open, Farmer Brown’s
boy was equally relieved when he found that not a
single biddie had been taken. When two people
are relieved at the same time, it is called mutual
relief. But there was this difference between
Reddy Fox and Farmer Brown’s boy: Reddy
knew all about what had happened, and Farmer Brown’s
boy couldn’t even guess. He went all around
that henhouse, trying to find a way by which Reddy
Fox had managed to get in. Of course, he discovered
that the little sliding door where the biddies go
in and out of the henhouse was open. He guessed
that this was the way by which Reddy had entered.
But this didn’t explain matters
at all. He knew that the gate had been latched
when he entered the henyard that morning. How
had Reddy managed to get into that henyard with that
gate closed? To this day, Farmer Brown’s
boy is still wondering.