Our ass goes off then. When he gets into the church he shuts the door
inside with his foot, and stops quietly there.
When the wolf began to get impatient at waiting, he said:
"Ay, ay, what a long mass! one would say it was Palm Sunday."
The ass said to him:
"Dirty old wolf, have patience. I am staying here with the angels,
and I have my life (safe) for to-night."
"Ay, ay, you bad ass, you are too, too, filthy, you know. If ever
you meet with me again, mass you shall not hear."
The ass said to him:
"There are no dogs round the fold of Alagaia; if you go there you
would get lots of sheep."
The wolf gives it up, and sets off for the flock where the ass had
told him to go. When the ass saw that he had gone away he came out
of the church, and went home, and took good care not to come near
the wolf's place any more.