
A bald knight, who wore a wig, set out on a hunting expedition. As he rode through the forest, a sudden gust of wind blew off his hat and wig, causing a loud burst of laughter from his companions.
He pulled up his horse and, with great cheer, joined in on the joke, saying, "What a marvel it is that hairs which are not mine should fly from me, when they have forsaken even the man on whose head they grew."
In that moment, he reflected on his situation, recognizing that pride often precedes one's downfall.
Pride often precedes humiliation.
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Tomorrow night: The Fox and the Crane