Master Fox once (1) saw a Crow fly off with a piece of cheese in its beak and sit on a branch of a tree. "That's for (2) me, as I am a Fox," said Master Fox, and he walked up to the foot of the tree. "Good day, Mistress Crow," he (3) cried. "How well you (4) look today: how bright your eyes are. I feel sure your voice must be (5) better than that of other birds, just as your figure (6) does; let (7) me hear but one song from you that I may greet you as the Queen of Birds." The Crow (8) began to sing her (9) best, but the moment she opened her mouth the piece of cheese (10) fell to the ground, the Fox (11) jumped and (12) caught it.