The farmer came and looked at the cow, and when he heard Thumbkin speaking out of her tummy he thought the milkmaid was quite right, and gave orders for the cow to be slaughtered.
And when she was cut up by the butcher he didn't want the paunch—that is the stomach—so he threw it out into the yard. And a wolf coming by swallowed the paunch and Thumbkin with it.
When he found himself again in the wolfs stomach he called out as before:
"Let me out! Let me out! Let me out!"
But the wolf said to him:
"What'll you do for me if I let you out?"
"I know a place where you can get as many chickens as you like, and if you let me out I'll show you the way."
"No, no, my fine master," said the wolf; "you can tell me where it is, and if I find you are right then I'll let you out."
So Thumbkin told him a way to his father's farm, and guided him to a hole in the larder just big enough for the wolf to get through. When he got through there were two fine fat ducks and a noble goose hung up ready for the Sunday dinner. So Mr. Wolf set to work and ate the ducks and the goose while Thumbkin kept calling out:
"Don't want any duck or geese. Let me out! Let me out!"
And when the wolf would not he called out:
