The little finger replied:
"Who told you so, Thummy, Thummy? Who told you so?"
The thumb responded:
"It was my own heart, little finger, who told me so!"
The thumb then drew a very flattering picture of the life they would lead when united in wedlock, and concluded, as nearly as I can remember, thus:
Thumb.
"And when you are dead, little finger, as it may hap,
You shall be buried, little finger, under the tap."
Little Finger.
"Why, Thummy, Thummy? Why, Thummy, Thummy? Why, Thummy, Thummy—Why?"
Thumb.