“No, and I’m not anxious to begin,” said Eureka.

“Don’t worry, dear,” Dorothy exclaimed, “I’ll hold you in my arms, and take you with me.”

“Take us, too!” cried the nine tiny piglets, all in one breath.

“Perhaps I can,” answered Dorothy. “I’ll try.”

“Couldn’t you manage to hold me in your arms?” asked the cab-horse.

Dorothy laughed.

“I’ll do better than that,” she promised, “for I can easily save you all, once I am myself in the Land of Oz.”

“How?” they asked.

“By using the Magic Belt. All I need do is to wish you with me, and there you’ll be⁠—safe in the royal palace!”