“Good!” cried Zeb.

“I built that palace, and the Emerald City, too,” remarked the Wizard, in a thoughtful tone, “and I’d like to see them again, for I was very happy among the Munchkins and Winkies and Quadlings and Gillikins.”

“Who are they?” asked the boy.

“The four nations that inhabit the Land of Oz,” was the reply. “I wonder if they would treat me nicely if I went there again.”

“Of course they would!” declared Dorothy. “They are still proud of their former Wizard, and often speak of you kindly.”

“Do you happen to know whatever became of the Tin Woodman and the Scarecrow?” he enquired.

“They live in Oz yet,” said the girl, “and are very important people.”

“And the Cowardly Lion?”