“The piglet is not there, your Highness,” said she.

“Not there!” exclaimed Ozma. “Are you sure?”

“I have hunted in every part of the room,” the maid replied.

“Was not the door closed?” asked the Princess.

“Yes, your Highness; I am sure it was; for when I opened it Dorothy’s white kitten crept out and ran up the stairs.”

Hearing this, Dorothy and the Wizard exchanged startled glances, for they remembered how often Eureka had longed to eat a piglet. The little girl jumped up at once.

“Come, Ozma,” she said, anxiously; “let us go ourselves to search for the piglet.”