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Toto
,
now
allowed
to
run
about
as
he
pleased
,
was
glad
to
be
free
again
and
able
to
bark
at
the
birds
and
chase
the
butterflies
.
The
country
around
them
was
charming
,
yet
in
the
pretty
fields
of
wild-flowers
and
groves
of
leafy
trees
were
no
houses
whatever
,
or
sign
of
any
inhabitants
.
Birds
flew
through
the
air
and
cunning
white
rabbits
darted
amongst
the
tall
grasses
and
green
bushes
;
Dorothy
noticed
even
the
ants
toiling
busily
along
the
roadway
,
bearing
gigantic
loads
of
clover
seed
;
but
of
people
there
were
none
at
all
.
They
walked
briskly
on
for
an
hour
or
two
,
for
even
little
Button-Bright
was
a
good
walker
and
did
not
tire
easily
.
At
length
as
they
turned
a
curve
in
the
road
they
beheld
just
before
them
a
curious
sight
.
A
little
girl
,
radiant
and
beautiful
,
shapely
as
a
fairy
and
exquisitely
dressed
,
was
dancing
gracefully
in
the
middle
of
the
lonely
road
,
whirling
slowly
this
way
and
that
,
her
dainty
feet
twinkling
in
sprightly
fashion
.
She
was
clad
in
flowing
,
fluffy
robes
of
soft
material
that
reminded
Dorothy
of
woven
cobwebs
,
only
it
was
colored
in
soft
tintings
of
violet
,
rose
,
topaz
,
olive
,
azure
,
and
white
,
mingled
together
most
harmoniously
in
stripes
which
melted
one
into
the
other
with
soft
blendings
.
Her
hair
was
like
spun
gold
and
flowed
around
her
in
a
cloud
,
no
strand
being
fastened
or
confined
by
either
pin
or
ornament
or
ribbon
.
Filled
with
wonder
and
admiration
our
friends
approached
and
stood
watching
this
fascinating
dance
.
The
girl
was
no
taller
than
Dorothy
,
although
more
slender
;
nor
did
she
seem
any
older
than
our
little
heroine
.
Suddenly
she
paused
and
abandoned
the
dance
,
as
if
for
the
first
time
observing
the
presence
of
strangers
.
As
she
faced
them
,
shy
as
a
frightened
fawn
,
poised
upon
one
foot
as
if
to
fly
the
next
instant
,
Dorothy
was
astonished
to
see
tears
flowing
from
her
violet
eyes
and
trickling
down
her
lovely
rose-hued
cheeks
.
That
the
dainty
maiden
should
dance
and
weep
at
the
same
time
was
indeed
surprising
;
so
Dorothy
asked
in
a
soft
,
sympathetic
voice
:
"
Are
you
unhappy
,
little
girl
?
"
"
Very
!
"
was
the
reply
;
"
I
am
lost
.
"
"
Why
,
so
are
we
,
"
said
Dorothy
,
smiling
;
"
but
we
do
n't
cry
about
it
.
"
"
Do
n't
you
?
Why
not
?
"
"
'Cause
I
've
been
lost
before
,
and
always
got
found
again
,
"
answered
Dorothy
simply
.
