Then you must go to the City of Emeralds. Perhaps Oz will help you.
Where is this city? asked Dorothy.
It is exactly in the center of the country, and is ruled by Oz, the
Great Wizard I told you of.
Is he a good man? inquired the girl anxiously.
He is a good Wizard. Whether he is a man or not I cannot tell, for I
have never seen him.
How can I get there? asked Dorothy.
You must walk. It is a long journey, through a country that is
sometimes pleasant and sometimes dark and terrible. However, I will use
all the magic arts I know of to keep you from harm.
Won t you go with me? pleaded the girl, who had begun to look upon
the little old woman as her only friend.
No, I cannot do that, she replied, but I will give you my kiss, and
no one will dare injure a person who has been kissed by the Witch of
the North.
She came close to Dorothy and kissed her gently on the forehead. Where
her lips touched the girl they left a round, shining mark, as Dorothy
found out soon after.
The road to the City of Emeralds is paved with yellow brick, said the
Witch, so you cannot miss it. When you get to Oz do not be afraid of
him, but tell your story and ask him to help you. Good-bye, my dear.
The three Munchkins bowed low to her and wished her a pleasant journey,
after which they walked away through the trees. The Witch gave Dorothy
a friendly little nod, whirled around on her left heel three times, and
straightway disappeared, much to the surprise of little Toto, who
barked after her loudly enough when she had gone, because he had been
afraid even to growl while she stood by.
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