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It was about this time that a shaggy little black dog who had been
lying asleep in Dorothy's room in the palace woke up and discovered he
was lonesome. Everything seemed very still throughout the great building,
and Toto--that was the little dog's name--missed the customary chatter
of the three girls. He never paid much attention to what was going
on around him, and although he could speak, he seldom said anything,
so the little dog did not know about Ozma's loss or that everyone
had gone in search of her. But he liked to be with people, and especially
with his own mistress, Dorothy, and having yawned and stretched
himself and found the door of the room ajar, he trotted out into the
corridor and went down the stately marble stairs to the hall of the
palace, where he met Jellia Jamb.
"Where's Dorothy?" asked Toto.
."She's gone to the Winkie Country," answered the maid.
"When?"
"A little while ago," replied Jellia.
Toto turned and trotted out into the palace garden and down the long
driveway until he came to the streets of the Emerald City. Here he
paused to listen, and hearing sounds of cheering, he ran swiftly along
until he came in sight of the Red Wagon and the Woozy and the Lion and
the Mule and all the others. Being a wise little dog, he decided not
to show himself to Dorothy just then, lest he be sent back home, but
he never lost sight of the party of travelers, all of whom were so
eager to get ahead that they never thought to look behind them. When
they came to the gates in the city wall, the Guardian of the Gates
came out to throw wide the golden portals and let them pass through.
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