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So she answered: “Well, please do not eat me—it is not the proper thing. But I have a passport on me; only it is driven in very hard.”
“Well, show it me.”
“Just come near my hind feet!”
So the wolf went up, and she kicked him with her hoofs, and knocked out his front teeth, so that the wolf was thrown, at a blow, three sazhéns[13] away, and the mare ran off.
Back the wolf came with a petition, met Christ, and said: “Lord, the mare almost killed me!”
“Well, go on and eat the ram.”
So the wolf ran up to the ram—ran up and said: “Ram, I am going to eat you—it is the command of the Lord.”
“Well, come and eat me up if you will. I will stand on the hill, and will jump up into your mouth all ready.”
So the wolf stood on the hill, and the ram told him to open his mouth. So the wolf went and stood on the hill and opened his mouth for the food, and the ram ran down and hit him hard with the horns on his forehead—whack! The wolf was knocked off his feet, and the ram went away. And the wolf got up, looked all round, and there was never a sign of the ram.