in　the　Emerald　City　people　are　too　happy　and
  contented　ever　to　do　wrong；　but　perhaps　you
  came　from　some　faraway　corner　of　our　land；　and
  having　no　love　for　Ozma　carelessly　broke　one
  of　her　Laws。〃
  〃Yes；〃　said　Ojo；　〃I've　lived　all　my　life　in　the
  heart　of　a　lonely　forest；　where　I　saw　no　one　but
  dear　Unc　Nunkie。〃
  〃I　thought　so；〃　said　Tollydiggle。　〃But　now
  we　have　talked　enough；　so　let　us　play　a　game
  until　bedtime。〃
  Chapter　Sixteen
  Princess　Dorothy
  Dorothy　Gale　was　sitting　in　one　of　her　rooms　in
  the　royal　palace；　while　curled　up　at　her　feet　was
  a　little　black　dog　with　a　shaggy　coat　and　very
  bright　eyes。　She　wore　a　plain　white　frock；　without
  any　jewels　or　other　ornaments　except　an　emerald…
  green　hair…ribbon；　for　Dorothy　was　a　simple
  little　girl　and　had　not　been　in　the　least　spoiled
  by　the　magnificence　surrounding　her。　Once　the
  child　had　lived　on　the　Kansas　prairies；　but　she
  seemed　marked　for　adventure　for　she　had　made
  seven　trips　to　the　Land　of　Oz　before　she　came　to
  live　there　for　good。　Her　very　best　friend　was　the
  beautiful　Ozma　of　Oz；　who　loved　Dorothy　so　well
  that　she　kept　her　in　her　own　palace；　so　as　to　be
  near　her。　The　girl's　Uncle　Henry　and　Aunt　Emthe
  only　relatives　she　had　in　the　worldhad　also　been
  brought　here　by　Ozma　and　given　a　pleasant　home。
  Dorothy　knew　almost　everybody　in　Oz；　and　it　was
  she　who　had　discovered　the　Scarecrow；　the　Tin
  Woodman　and　the　Cowardly　Lion；　as　well　as　Tik…tok
  the　Clockwork　Man。　Her　life　was　very　pleasant　now；
  and　although　she　had　been　made　a　Princess　of　Oz　by
  her　friend　Ozma　she　did　not　care　much　to　be　a
  Princess　and　remained　as　sweet　as　when　she　had
  been　plain　Dorothy　Gale　of　Kansas。
  Dorothy　was　reading　in　a　book　this　evening
  when　Jellia　Jamb；　the　favorite　servant…maid　of
  the　palace；　came　to　say　that　the　Shaggy　Man
  wanted　to　see　her。
  〃All　right；〃　said　Dorothy；　〃tell　him　to　come
  right　up。〃
  〃But　he　has　some　queer　creatures　with　himsome
  of　the　queerest　I've　ever　laid　eyes　on；〃　reported
  Jellia。
  〃Never　mind；　let　'em　all　come　up；〃　replied
  Dorothy。
  But　when　the　door　opened　to　admit　not　only　the
  Shaggy　Man；　but　Scraps；　the　Woozy　and　the　Glass
  Cat；　Dorothy　jumped　up　and　looked　at　her　strange
  visitors　in　amazement。　The　Patchwork　Girl　was　the
  most　curious　of　all　and　Dorothy　was　uncertain　at
  first　whether　Scraps　was　really　alive　or　only　a
  dream　or　a　nightmare。　Toto；　her　dog；　slowly
  uncurled　himself　and　going　to　the　Patchwork　Girl
  sniffed　at　her　inquiringly；　but　soon　he　lay　down
  again；　as　if　to　say　he　had　no　interest　in　such　an
  irregular　creation。
  〃You're　a　new　one　to　me；〃　Dorothy　said
  reflectively；　addressing　the　Patchwork　Girl。　〃I
  can't　imagine　where　you've　come　from。〃
  〃Who；　me？〃　asked　Scraps；　looking　around　the
  pretty　room　instead　of　at　the　girl。　〃Oh；　I　came
  from　a　bed…quilt；　I　guess。　That's　what　they　say；
  anyhow。　Some　call　it　a　crazy…quilt　and　some　a
  patchwork　quilt。　But　my　name　is　Scrapsand　now
  you　know　all　about　me。〃
  〃Not　quite　all；〃　returned　Dorothy　with　a　smile。
  〃I　wish　you'd　tell　me　how　you　came　to　be　alive。〃
  〃That's　an　easy　job；〃　said　Scraps；　sitting　upon
  a　big　upholstered　chair　and　making　the　springs
  bounce　her　up　and　down。　〃Margolotte　wanted　a
  slave；　so　she　made　me　out　of　an　old　bed…quilt　she
  didn't　use。　Cotton　stuffing；　suspender…button
  eyes；　red　velvet　tongue；　pearl　beads　for　teeth。
  The　Crooked　Magician　made　a　Powder　of　Life；
  sprinkled　me　with　it　andhere　I　am。　Perhaps
  you've　noticed　my　different　colors。　A　very　refined
  and　educated　gentleman　named　the　Scarecrow；　whom　I
  met；　told　me　I　am　the　most　beautiful　creature　in
  all　Oz；　and　I　believe　it。〃
  〃Oh！　Have　you　met　our　Scarecrow；　then？〃　asked
  Dorothy；　a　little　puzzled　to　understand　the　brief
  history　related。
  〃Yes；　isn't　he　jolly？〃
  〃The　Scarecrow　has　many　good　qualities；〃　replied
  Dorothy。　〃But　I'm　sorry　to　hear　all　this　'bout　the
  Crooked　Magician。　Ozma'll　be　mad　as　hops　when　she
  hears　he's　been　doing　magic　again。　She　told　him
  not　to。〃
  〃He　only　practices　magic　for　the　benefit　of　his
  own　family；〃　explained　Bungle；　who　was　keeping　at
  a　respectful　distance　from　the　little　black　dog。
  〃Dear　me；〃　said　Dorothy；　〃I　hadn't　noticed
  you　before。　Are　you　glass；　or　what？〃
  〃I'm　glass；　and　transparent；　too；　which　is　more
  than　can　be　said　of　some　folks；〃　answered　the
  cat。　〃Also　I　have　some　lovely　pink　brains；　you
  can　see　'em　work。〃
  〃Oh；　is　that　so？　Come　over　here　and　let　me　see。〃
  The　Class　Cat　hesitated；　eyeing　the　dog。
  〃Send　that　beast　away　and　I　will；〃　she　said。
  〃Beast！　Why；　that's　my　dog　Toto；　an'　he's　the
  kindest　dog　in　all　the　world。　Toto　knows　a　good
  many　things；　too；　'most　as　much　as　I　do；　I
  guess。〃
  〃Why　doesn't　he　say　anything？〃　　asked　Bungle。
  〃He　can't　talk；　not　being　a　fairy　dog；〃
  explained　Dorothy。　〃He's　just　a　common　United
  States　dog；　but　that's　a　good　deal；　and　I
  understand　him；　and　he　understands　me；　just　as
  well　as　if　he　could　talk。〃
  Toto；　at　this；　got　up　and　rubbed　his　head
  softly　against　Dorothy's　hand；　which　she　held
  out　to　him；　and　he　looked　up　into　her　face　as　if
  he　had　understood　every　word　she　had　said。
  〃This　cat；　Toto；〃　she　said　to　him；　〃is　made
  of　glass；　so　you　mustn't　bother　it；　or　chase　it；
  any　more　than　you　do　my　Pink　Kitten。　It's
  prob'ly　brittle　and　might　break　if　it　bumped
  against　anything。〃
  〃Woof！〃　said　Toto；　and　that　meant　he　understood。
  The　Glass　Cat　was　so　proud　of　her　pink　brains
  that　she　ventured　to　come　close　to　Dorothy；　in
  order　that　the　girl　might　〃see　'em　work。〃　This　was
  really　interesting；　but　when　Dorothy　patted　the
  cat　she　found　the　glass　cold　and　hard　and
  unresponsive；　so　she　decided　at　once　that　Bungle
  would　never　do　for　a　pet。
  〃What　do　you　know　about　the　Crooked　Magician　who
  lives　on　the　mountain？〃　asked　Dorothy。
  〃He　made　me；〃　replied　the　cat；　〃so　I　know　all
  about　him。　The　Patchwork　Girl　is　newthree　or
  four　days　oldbut　I've　lived　with　Dr。　Pipt　for
  years；　and；　though　I　don't　much　care　for　him；　I
  will　say　that　he　has　always　refused　to　work　magic
  for　any　of　the　people　who　come　to　his　house。　He
  thinks　there's　no　harm　in　doing　magic　things　for
  his　own　family；　and　he　made　me　out　of　glass
  because　the　meat　cats　drink　too　much　milk。　He　also
  made　Scraps　come　to　life　so　she　could　do　the
  housework　for　his　wife　Margolotte。〃
  〃Then　why　did　you　both　leave　him？〃　asked
  Dorothy。
  〃I　think　you'd　better　let　me　explain　that；〃
  interrupted　the　Shaggy　Man；　and　then　he　told
  Dorothy　all　of　Ojo's　story　and　how　Unc　Nunkie　and
  Margolotte　had　accidentally　been　turned　to　marble
  by　the　Liquid　of　Petrifaction。　Then　he　related　how
  the　boy　had　started　out　in　search　of　the　things
  needed　to　make　the　magic　charm；　which　would
  restore　the　unfortunates　to　life；　and　how　he　had
  found　the　Woozy　and　taken　him　along　because　he
  could　not　pull　the　three　hairs　out　of　its　tail。
  Dorothy　listened　to　all　this　with　much　interest；
  and　thought　that　so　far　Ojo　had　acted　very　well。
  But　when　the　Shaggy　Man　told　her　of　the　Munchkin
  boy's　arrest　by　the　Soldier　with　the　Green
  Whiskers；　because　he　was　accused　of　wilfully
  breaking　a　Law　of　Oz；　the　little　girl　was　greatly
  shocked。
  〃What　do　you　s'pose　he's　done？〃　she　asked。
  〃I　fear　he　has　picked　a　six…leaved　clover；〃
  answered　the　Shaggy　Man；　sadly。　〃I　did　not　see　him
  do　it；　and　I　warned　him　that　to　do　so　was　against
  the　Law；　but　perhaps　that　is　what　he　did；
  nevertheless。〃
  〃I'm　sorry　'bout　that；〃　said　Dorothy　gravely；
  〃for　now　there　will　be　no　one　to　help　his　poor
  uncle　and　Margolotte　'cept　this　Patchwork　Girl；
  the　Woozy　and　the　Glass　Cat。〃
  〃Don't　mention　it；〃　said　Scraps。　〃That's　no
  affair　of　mine。　Margolotte　and　Unc　Nunkie　are
  perfect　strangers　to　me；　for　the　moment　I　came
  to　life　they　came　to　marble。〃
  〃I　see；〃　remarked　Dorothy　with　a　sigh　of
  regret；　〃the　woman　forgot　to　give　you　a　heart。〃
  〃I'm　glad　she　did；〃　retorted　the　Patchwork　Girl。
  〃A　heart　must　be　a　great　anno