A Cock, named Crimson Crest, was once strutting about with his three
hens, Meek Love, Bright Wit, and Fine Feather. The hens, being in very
good spirits, said, "Ah, how we love you!"
"Why do you love me at all?" said Crimson Crest.
"Because," said they, "of the noble qualities that adorn your mind."
"Are you sure," said he, "you love me for the qualities that adorn my
mind?"
"Yes, we are," said the three with one voice.
After having gone over some distance, Crimson Crest dropped down like
one dead.