Then the fox let him go, and he ran home. When the
father saw his dear little son again, he gave the fox willingly
all the hens that he had.
‘““And look, besides, what a fine piece of money I’ve got
for you!” said Tom Thumb, and handed over the farthing
which he had earned in his wanderings.
But how, you ask, could they let the fox devour all the
poor chicks ?
Why, you silly child, you know that your father would
rather have you than the hens in his yard !