‘Who’s been eating out of my little plate?’
The fifth said:
‘Who’s been using my little fork?’
The sixth said:
‘Who’s been cutting with my little knife?’
The seventh said:
‘Who’s been drinking out of my little tumbler?’
Then the first Dwarf looked round and saw a little hollow in his bed, and he asked again:
‘Who’s been lying on my bed?’
The others came running round, and cried when they saw their beds: