The mare retorted that the price was written on her hoof.

The sly fox, understanding her meaning, yet longing to get his companion into trouble, pretended not to know how to read, and sent the wolf to ascertain the price.

The result was, of course, disastrous, for the mare kicked so hard that the wolf lay almost dead for several hours after.
"So he went and asked the lady, 'What price is the filly?
Make it cheap.' Whereupon she replied, 'You've only to read it; There you will find the sum inscribed on one of my hind feet.' 'Let me look,' continued the wolf; and she answered, 'With pleasure.' "Then she lifted upwards her foot from the grass; it was studded With six nails.

She struck straight out, and not by a hair's breadth Missed she her mark.

She struck on his head, and straightway he fell down, Lying as dumb as the dead." Waxing more and more eloquent as they drew nearer court and his fears increased, Reynard began to moralize.