
Tom Thumb went up the kitchen chimney and looked out at the top- there was no soot. They broke up the pudding, the lobsters, the pears and the oranges.Īs the fish would not come off the plate, they put it into the red-hot crinkly paper fire in the kitchen but it would not burn either. Then there was no end to the rage and disappointment of Tom Thumb and Hunca Munca. The ham flew all into pieces, for underneath the shiny paint it was made of nothing but plaster! He put the ham in the middle of the floor, and hit it with the tongs and with the shovel-bang, bang, smash, smash! Hunca Munca tried every tin spoon in turn the fish was glued to the dish.

"Let it alone," said Tom Thumb "give me some fish, Hunca Munca!" The ham broke off the plate with a jerk, and rolled under the table. "It's as hard as the hams at the cheesemonger's," said Hunca Munca. Hunca Munca stood up in her chair, and chopped at the ham with another lead knife. The knife crumpled up and hurt him he put his finger in his mouth. It was a beautiful shiny yellow, streaked with red. Tom Thumb set to work at once to carve the ham. Such a lovely dinner was laid out upon the table! There were tin spoons, and lead knives and forks, and two dolly-chairs-all SO convenient! Tom Thumb and Hunca Munca went upstairs and peeped into the dining-room. They pushed the front door-it was not fast. Tom Thumb and Hunca Munca went cautiously across the hearthrug. The doll's-house stood at the other side of the fire-place. Tom Thumb was a mouse.Ī minute afterwards, Hunca Munca, his wife, put her head out, too and when she saw that there was no one in the nursery, she ventured out on the oilcloth under the coal-box. Tom Thumb put out his head for a moment, and then popped it in again.

Presently there was a little scuffling, scratching noise in a corner near the fireplace, where there was a hole under the skirting-board. There was no one in the nursery, and it was very quiet. One morning Lucinda and Jane had gone out for a drive in the doll's perambulator. They would not come off the plates, but they were extremely beautiful. There were two red lobsters and a ham, a fish, a pudding, and some pears and oranges. Jane was the Cook but she never did any cooking, because the dinner had been bought ready-made, in a box full of shavings. It belonged to two Dolls called Lucinda and Jane at least it belonged to Lucinda, but she never ordered meals. Once upon a time there was a very beautiful doll's-house it was red brick with white windows, and it had real muslin curtains and a front door and a chimney.
