What can I do for you, my child? she asked.
Dorothy told the Witch all her story: how the cyclone had brought her
to the Land of Oz, how she had found her companions, and of the
wonderful adventures they had met with.
My greatest wish now, she added, is to get back to Kansas, for Aunt
Em will surely think something dreadful has happened to me, and that
will make her put on mourning; and unless the crops are better this
year than they were last, I am sure Uncle Henry cannot afford it.
Glinda leaned forward and kissed the sweet, upturned face of the loving
little girl.
Bless your dear heart, she said, I am sure I can tell you of a way
to get back to Kansas. Then she added, But, if I do, you must give me
the Golden Cap.
Willingly! exclaimed Dorothy; indeed, it is of no use to me now, and
when you have it you can command the Winged Monkeys three times.
And I think I shall need their service just those three times,
answered Glinda, smiling.
Dorothy then gave her the Golden Cap, and the Witch said to the
Scarecrow, What will you do when Dorothy has left us?
I will return to the Emerald City, he replied, for Oz has made me
its ruler and the people like me. The only thing that worries me is how
to cross the hill of the Hammer-Heads.
By means of the Golden Cap I shall command the Winged Monkeys to carry
you to the gates of the Emerald City, said Glinda, for it would be a
shame to deprive the people of so wonderful a ruler.
Am I really wonderful? asked the Scarecrow.
You are unusual, replied Glinda.
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