And a wolf coming by swallowed the paunch and thumbkin with it.
When they had finished their supper the men looked about to find thumbkin, but he was not there.
And the man took off his hat and put it on the ground, when thumbkin jumped off and hid himself in the crevice of a tree.
The monks of Vera Cruz can best tell thee where little 'thumbkin' is.
But at last the paunch of the wolf was slit open, and thumbkin jumped out and went to his mother.