"He stared strait, and said, Alas!
How comes this fellow here?
Strange things I find have come to pass,
He shall not now get clear.
Because he vow'd to go thro' stitch,
And him to Justice bring,
He stuck a fork into his breech
And bore him to the King."
The king, however, was busy, and ordered Tom to be brought before him another time; so the cook kept him in custody in a mouse-trap.
