Meanwhile Lambikin trundled along, laughing to himself, and singing.
“Tum-pa, tum-too;
Tum-pa, tum-too!”
Every animal and bird he met asked him the same question:
“Drumikin! Drumikin!
Have you seen Lambikin?”
And to each of them the little slyboots replied:
“Fallen into the fire, and so will you,
On little Drumikin! Tum-pa, tum-too;
Tum-pa, tum-too; Tum-pa, tum-too!”
Then they all sighed to think of the tender little morsel they had let slip.
At last the Jackal came limping along, for all his sorry looks as sharp as a needle, and he, too, called out:
“Drumikin! Drumikin!
Have you seen Lambikin?”
And Lambikin, curled up in his snug little nest, replied gayly: