The Fox and the Mask
A Fox had by some means got into the store-room of a
theatre. Suddenly he observed a face glaring down on him
and began to be very frightened; but looking more closely
he found it was only a Mask such as actors use to put over
their face. ‘Ah,’ said the Fox, ‘you look very fine; it is a
pity you have not got any brains.’
Outside show is a poor substitute for inner worth.