34 The Manand the Satyr After a man and a satyr became friends, they began talking together.Since it was a cold wintry day, the man put his fingers to his mouth and blew on them.“Why are you doing that, my friend?”the satyr asked. “To warm my hands, ”said the man.“They're nearly frozen.' Later on in the day, they sat down to eat.Some hot food was placed before them, and the man raised the dish to his mouth and blew on it. “And what's that for?”asked the satyr. “Oh, ”replied the man, ‘my porridge is so hot that I need to cool it off.” “Well, then, ”said the satyr, 'from this moment on,you can consider our friendship terminated.I could never trust anyone who blows hot one moment and cold the next.”