them.
Oh, yes; I am anxious, returned the Scarecrow. It is such an
uncomfortable feeling to know one is a fool.
Well, said the girl, let us go. And she handed the basket to the
Scarecrow.
There were no fences at all by the roadside now, and the land was rough
and untilled. Toward evening they came to a great forest, where the
trees grew so big and close together that their branches met over the
road of yellow brick. It was almost dark under the trees, for the
branches shut out the daylight; but the travelers did not stop, and
went on into the forest.
If this road goes in, it must come out, said the Scarecrow, and as
the Emerald City is at the other end of the road, we must go wherever
it leads us.
Anyone would know that, said Dorothy.
Certainly; that is why I know it, returned the Scarecrow. If it
required brains to figure it out, I never should have said it.
After an hour or so the light faded away, and they found themselves
stumbling along in the darkness. Dorothy could not see at all, but Toto
could, for some dogs see very well in the dark; and the Scarecrow
declared he could see as well as by day. So she took hold of his arm
and managed to get along fairly well.
If you see any house, or any place where we can pass the night, she
said, you must tell me; for it is very uncomfortable walking in the
dark.
Soon after the Scarecrow stopped.
I see a little cottage at the right of us, he said, built of logs
and branches. Shall we go there?
Yes, indeed, answered the child. I am all tired out.
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