and therefore he began to tumble and roll about, so that the poor miller
could get no rest, thinking he was bewitched; so he sent for a doctor.
When the doctor came, Tom began to dance and sing; and the doctor,
being as much frightened as the miller, sent in haste for five other
doctors and twenty learned men.

When they were debating about this extraordinary case, the miller
happened to yawn, when Tom, seizing the chance, made another jump,
and alighted safely upon his feet in the middle of the table.

The miller, who was very much provoked at being tormented by such a
little pygmy creature, fell into a terrible rage, and, laying hold of
Tom, ran to the king with him; but his majesty, being engaged with
state affairs, ordered him to be taken away and kept in custody till he
sent for him.

The cook was determined that Tom should not slip out of his hands
this time, so he put him into a mouse-trap, and left him to peep through
the wires. Tom had remained in the trap a whole week, when he was sent
for by King Arthur, who pardoned him for throwing down the furmenty, and
took him again into favor. On account of his wonderful feats of
activity, Tom was knighted by the king, and went under the name of
the renowned Sir Thomas Thumb. As Tom's clothes had suffered much in the
batter-pudding, the furmenty, and the insides of the giant, miller,
and fishes, his majesty ordered him a new suit of clothes, and to be
mounted as a knight.

"Of Butterfly's wings his shirt was made,
His boots of chicken's hide;
And by a nimble fairy blade,