"I was hunting to-day in the woods, and I heard a queer song. It came from a hole in the ground. I looked in, and there sat a little black thing with a long tail. He was spinning. He twirled his tail as he spun, and sang:
'Nimmy, nimmy, not!
I'm Tom Tit Tot.'"
The queen at once jumped up and danced all around the table, but she said nothing.
The king thought she was glad because her spinning was done.
That night the little black thing brought the last five skeins of flax.
"Well," he said, "what is my name? You may guess three times more."
How he twirled his tail!
"Is it Jack?" she asked.
"No, it is not Jack," he said.
"Is it Tom?" she asked.