Путешествие в Страну Оз

           Pollywaslookingsorrowfullyatarentinherprettygauzegown,andButton-Bright’sfoxheadhadstuckfastinagopherholeandhewaswigglinghislittlefatlegsfranticallyinanefforttogetfree.

           Otherwisetheywereunhurtbytheadventure;sotheshaggymanstoodupandpulledButton-Brightoutoftheholeandwenttotheedgeofthedeserttolookatthesand-boat.Itwasameremassofsplintersnow,crushedoutofshapeagainsttherocks.Thewindhadtornawaythesailandcarriedittothetopofatalltree,wherethefragmentsofitflutteredlikeawhiteflag.

           "Well,"hesaid,cheerfully,"we’rehere;butwherethehereisIdon’tknow."

           "ItmustbesomepartoftheLandofOz,"observedDorothy,comingtohisside.

           "Mustit?"

           "’Courseitmust.We’reacrossthedesert,aren’twe?AndsomewhereinthemiddleofOzistheEmeraldCity."

           "Tobesure,"saidtheshaggyman,nodding."Let’sgothere."

           "ButIdon’tseeanypeopleabout,toshowustheway,"shecontinued.

           "Let’shuntforthem,"hesuggested."Theremustbepeoplesomewhere;butperhapstheydidnotexpectus,andsoarenotathandtogiveusawelcome."