Well, Tom was never tired making fun for the king and queen and all the
court. The courtiers laughed till their sides ached at his antics, and
the king said to the queen, “Did you ever see the like?” And she said,
“No, never!”
But he did so much, he at last made himself ill. The whole court was
filled with sorrow, for everyone feared the little fellow would die. The
king came constantly to his bedside to ask how he was, and brought his
cleverest physicians to cure him. But they could not.
In the midst of their anxiety the queen of the fairies ordered her
chariot drawn by winged butterflies, and set out for the palace. She
lifted Tom tenderly out of his bed and carried him with her to fairyland.
Here she herself nursed him back to health and let him play with the
fairies until he was as strong and merry as ever.
Then she ordered a breeze to rise. And on this she placed Tom and sent
him back to the king.