Part 14 (2/2)

”I should think she would get used to your coming, and not be afraid,”

said Dorothy.

”It isn't that,” replied the kangaroo. ”They're not a bit afraid, when they're put together, and usually they're very jolly and pleasant.

It's just a habit they have, to scatter themselves, and if they didn't do it they wouldn't be Fuddles.”

The travelers thought upon this quite seriously for a time, while the Sawhorse continued to carry them rapidly forward. Then Aunt Em remarked:

”I don't see much use our visitin' these Fuddles. If we find them scattered, all we can do is to sweep 'em up, and then go about our business.”

”Oh, I b'lieve we'd better go on,” replied Dorothy. ”I'm getting hungry, and we must try to get some luncheon at Fuddlec.u.mjig. Perhaps the food won't be scattered as badly as the people.”

”You'll find plenty to eat there,” declared the kangaroo, hopping along in big bounds because the Sawhorse was going so fast; ”and they have a fine cook, too, if you can manage to put him together. There's the town now--just ahead of us!”

They looked ahead and saw a group of very pretty houses standing in a green field a little apart from the main road.

”Some Munchkins came here a few days ago and matched a lot of people together,” said the kangaroo. ”I think they are together yet, and if you go softly, without making any noise, perhaps they won't scatter.”

”Let's try it,” suggested the Wizard.

So they stopped the Sawhorse and got out of the wagon, and, after bidding good bye to the kangaroo, who hopped away home, they entered the field and very cautiously approached the group of houses.

So silently did they move that soon they saw through the windows of the houses, people moving around, while others were pa.s.sing to and fro in the yards between the buildings. They seemed much like other people from a distance, and apparently they did not notice the little party so quietly approaching.

They had almost reached the nearest house when Toto saw a large beetle crossing the path and barked loudly at it. Instantly a wild clatter was heard from the houses and yards. Dorothy thought it sounded like a sudden hailstorm, and the visitors, knowing that caution was no longer necessary, hurried forward to see what had happened.

After the clatter an intense stillness reigned in the town. The strangers entered the first house they came to, which was also the largest, and found the floor strewn with pieces of the people who lived there. They looked much like fragments of wood neatly painted, and were of all sorts of curious and fantastic shapes, no two pieces being in any way alike.

They picked up some of these pieces and looked at them carefully. On one which Dorothy held was an eye, which looked at her pleasantly but with an interested expression, as if it wondered what she was going to do with it. Quite near by she discovered and picked up a nose, and by matching the two pieces together found that they were part of a face.

”If I could find the mouth,” she said, ”this Fuddle might be able to talk, and tell us what to do next.”

”Then let us find it,” replied the Wizard, and so all got down on their hands and knees and began examining the scattered pieces.

”I've found it!” cried the s.h.a.ggy Man, and ran to Dorothy with a queer-shaped piece that had a mouth on it. But when they tried to fit it to the eye and nose they found the parts wouldn't match together.

”That mouth belongs to some other person,” said Dorothy. ”You see we need a curve here and a point there, to make it fit the face.”

”Well, it must be here some place,” declared the Wizard; ”so if we search long enough we shall find it.”

Dorothy fitted an ear on next, and the ear had a little patch of red hair above it. So while the others were searching for the mouth she hunted for pieces with red hair, and found several of them which, when matched to the other pieces, formed the top of a man's head. She had also found the other eye and the ear by the time Omby Amby in a far corner discovered the mouth. When the face was thus completed, all the parts joined together with a nicety that was astonis.h.i.+ng.

”Why, it's like a picture puzzle!” exclaimed the little girl. ”Let's find the rest of him, and get him all together.”

”What's the rest of him like?” asked the Wizard. ”Here are some pieces of blue legs and green arms, but I don't know whether they are his or not.”

”Look for a white s.h.i.+rt and a white ap.r.o.n,” said the head which had been put together, speaking in a rather faint voice. ”I'm the cook.”

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