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will never break nor wear out。







〃Fine!〃 said Unc Nunkie; wagging his head



and stroking his long gray beard。







〃Dear me; what a chatterbox you're getting



to be; Unc;〃 remarked the Magician; who was



pleased with the compliment。 But just then



there came a scratching at the back door and a



shrill voice cried:







〃Let me in! Hurry up; can't you? Let me in!〃







Margolotte got up and went to the door。







〃Ask like a good cat; then;〃 she said。







〃Meeee…ow…w…w! There; does that suit your



royal highness?〃 asked the voice; in scornful



accents。







〃Yes; that's proper cat talk;〃 declared the



woman; and opened the door。 At once a cat entered;



came to the center of the room and stopped short



at the sight of strangers。 Ojo and Unc Nunkie both



stared at it with wide open eyes; for surely no



such curious creature had ever existed before



even in the Land of Oz。



















Chapter Four







The Glass Cat











The cat was made of glass; so clear and



transparent that you could see through it as



easily as through a window。 In the top of its



head; however; Was a mass of delicate pink balls



which looked like jewels; and it had a heart made



of a blood…red ruby。 The eyes were two large



emeralds; but aside from these colors all the rest



of the animal was clear glass; and it had a spun…



glass tail that was really beautiful。







〃Well; Doc Pipt; do you mean to introduce us; or



not?〃 demanded the cat; in a tone of annoyance。



〃Seems to me you are forgetting your manners。〃







〃Excuse me;〃 returned the Magician。 〃This



is Unc Nunkie; the descendant of the former



kings of the Munchkins; before this country be



came a part of the Land of Oz。〃







〃He needs a haircut;〃 observed the cat;



washing its face。







〃True;〃 replied Unc; with a low chuckle of



amusement。







〃But he has lived alone in the heart of the



forest for many years;〃 the Magician explained;



〃and; although that is a barbarous country;



there are no barbers there。〃







〃Who is the dwarf?〃 asked the cat。







〃That is not a dwarf; but a boy;〃 answered



the Magician。 〃You have never seen a boy before。



He is now small because he is young。 With more



years he will grow big and become as tall as Unc



Nunkie。〃







〃Oh。 Is that magic?〃 the glass animal inquired。







〃Yes; but it is Nature's magic; which is more



wonderful than any art known to man。 For



instance; my magic made you; and made you



live; and it was a poor job because you are



useless and a bother to me; but I can't make you



grow。 You will always be the same sizeand



the same saucy; inconsiderate Glass Cat; with



pink brains and a hard ruby heart。〃







〃No one can regret more than I the fact that you



made me;〃 asserted the cat; crouching upon the



floor and slowly swaying its spun…glass tail from



side to side。 〃Your world is a very uninteresting



place。 I've wandered through your gardens and in



the forest until I'm tired of it all; and when I



come into the house the conversation of your fat



wife and of yourself bores me dreadfully。〃







〃That is because I gave you different brains



from those we ourselves possessand much too



good for a cat;〃 returned Dr。 Pipt。







〃Can't you take 'em out; then; and replace



em with pebbles; so that I won't feel above my



station in life?〃 asked the cat; pleadingly。







〃Perhaps so。 I'll try it; after I've brought the



Patchwork Girl to life;〃 he said。







The cat walked up to the bench on which



the Patchwork Girl reclined and looked at her



attentively。







〃Are you going to make that dreadful thing



live?〃 she asked。







The Magician nodded。







〃It is intended to be my wife's servant maid;〃



he said。 〃When she is alive she will do all our



work and mind the house。 But you are not to



order her around; Bungle; as you do us。 You



must treat the Patchwork Girl respectfully。〃







〃I won't。 I couldn't respect such a bundle



of scraps under any circumstances。〃







〃If you don't; there will be more scraps than



you will like;〃 cried Margolotte; angrily。







〃Why didn't you make her pretty to look at?〃



asked the cat。 〃You made me prettyvery pretty;



indeedand I love to watch my pink brains roll



around when they're working; and to see my



precious red heart beat。〃 She went to a long



mirror; as she said this; and stood before it;



looking at herself with an air of much pride。



〃But that poor patched thing will hate herself;



when she's once alive;〃 continued the cat。 〃If



I were you I'd use her for a mop; and make



another servant that is prettier。〃







〃You have a perverted taste;〃 snapped



Margolotte; much annoyed at this frank criticism。



〃I think the Patchwork Girl is beautiful;



considering what she's made of。 Even the rainbow



hasn't as many colors; and you must admit that the



rainbow is a pretty thing。〃







The Glass Cat yawned and stretched herself



upon the floor。







〃Have your own way;〃 she said。 〃I'm sorry



for the Patchwork Girl; that's all。〃







Ojo and Unc Nunkie slept that night in the



Magician's house; and the boy was glad to stay



because he was anxious to see the Patchwork



Girl brought to life。 The Glass Cat was also a



wonderful creature to little Ojo; who had never



seen or known anything of magic before; although



he had lived in the Fairyland of Oz ever since he



was born。 Back there in the woods nothing unusual



ever happened。 Unc Nunkie; who might have been



King of the Munchkins; had not his people united



with all the other countries of Oz in



acknowledging Ozma as their Sole ruler; had



retired into this forgotten forest nook with his



baby nephew and they had lived all alone there。



Only that the neglected garden had failed to grow



food for them; they would always have lived in the



solitary Blue Forest; but now they had started out



to mingle with other people; and the first place



they came to proved so interesting that Ojo could



scarcely sleep a wink all night。







Margolotte was an excellent cook and gave



them a fine breakfast。 While they were all engaged



in eating; the good woman said:







〃This is the last meal I shall have to cook



for some time; for right after breakfast Dr。 Pipt



has promised to bring my new servant to life。



I shall let her wash the breakfast dishes and



sweep and dust the house。 What a relief it



will be!〃







〃It will; indeed; relieve you of much drudgery;〃



said the Magician。 〃By the way; Margolotte; I



thought I saw you getting some brains from the



cupboard; while I was busy with my kettles。 What



qualities have you given your new servant?〃







〃Only those that an humble servant requires;〃



she answered。 〃I do not wish her to feel above



her station; as the Glass Cat does。 That would



make her discontented and unhappy; for of



course she must always be a servant。〃







Ojo was somewhat disturbed as he listened to



this; and the boy began to fear he had done wrong



in adding all those different qualities of brains



to the lot Margolotte had prepared for the



servant。 But it was too late now for regret; since



all the brains were securely sewn up inside the



Patchwork Girl's head。 He might have confessed



what he had done and thus allowed Margolotte and



her husband to change the brains; but he was



afraid of incurring their anger。 He believed that



Unc had seen him add to the brains; and Unc had



not said a word against it; but then; Unc never



did say anything unless it was absolutely



necessary。







As soon as breakfast was over they all went



into the Magician's big workshop; where the



Glass Cat was lying before the mirror and the



Patchwork Girl lay limp and lifeless upon the



bench。







〃Now; then;〃 said Dr。 Pipt; in a brisk tone;



〃we shall perform one of the greatest feats of



magic possible to man; even in this marvelous



Land of Oz。 In no other country could it be



done at all。 I think we ought to have a little



music while the Patchwork Girl comes to life。



It is pleasant to reflect that the first sounds her



golden ears will hear will be delicious music。







As he spoke he went to a phonograph; which



screwed

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