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Updated: June 8, 2025
Now you must set to work at your linen for your dowry, for nothing must be lacking if you are to become the wife of our neighbour, the mole! Thumbelina had to spin all day long, and every evening the mole visited her, and told her that when the summer was over the sun would not shine so hot; now it was burning the earth as hard as a stone.
The old toad bowed low in the water before her, and said: 'Here is my son; you shall marry him, and live in great magnificence down under the marsh. 'Croak, croak, croak! was all that the son could say. Then they took the neat little cradle and swam away with it; but Thumbelina sat alone on the great green leaf and wept, for she did not want to live with the clammy toad, or marry her ugly son.
The sun shone brightly down upon her, and the swallow asked her if she would go with him; she could sit upon his back. Thumbelina wanted very much to fly far away into the green wood, but she knew that the old field-mouse would be sad if she ran away. 'No, I mustn't come! she said. 'Farewell, dear good little girl! said the swallow, and flew off into the sunshine.
By the autumn Thumbelina had finished the dowry. 'In four weeks you will be married! said the field-mouse; 'don't be obstinate, or I shall bite you with my sharp white teeth! You will get a fine husband! The King himself has not such a velvet coat. His store-room and cellar are full, and you should be thankful for that. Well, the wedding-day arrived.
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