L. Frank Baum - Oz 40 by Merry Go Round In Oz

Author:Merry Go Round In Oz [Oz, Merry Go Round In]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-11-20T15:02:53+00:00

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At this point the Flittermouse landed on Fess’s shoulder and began to cry bitterly.

“A bat! Fess, dear, she called me a bat!”

“But aren’t you a bat?” quavered Dorothy, who still had both hands clamped to her head to prevent the bat’s getting tangled in her hair.

“No, he’s not, he’s a Flittermouse,” Fess explained, trying to shout above the din. “Fred, do be quiet!”

“Everyone be quiet!” Prince Gules’s voice suddenly rang out with such authority that even the Lion was surprised into obeying. In the silence the Prince stepped up to Dorothy, bowed in his graceful, courtly manner, and added, “I apologize for the had manners of my Steed. May I introduce myself?”

“Oh. I wish you would,” Dorothy said gratefully. By this time she had noticed the Unicorn, and the Prince’s crown, and had taken a closer look at the Flittermouse, and her curiosity was growing every second. “Is that a Unicorn?” she burst out.

“The Unicorn,” said that unusual creature, stepping daintily over to her. “And you’re a maiden, aren’t you? It’s lovely to see a maiden again, after all these males. Would you care to weave a daisy chain for my neck sometime-at your convenience, of course? It would make me awfully happy.”

“Why, I’d love to, Dorothy told her. Smiling at the Prince, she said, “I’m sure we were bad-mannered too. It was only because we were startled-and the Cowardly Lion thought he was being insulted by your horse.”

“Steed,” Fred corrected her sulkily. Under his breath he mumbled, “Admits he’s a coward, does he?”

“Certainly he does-and it makes him a terrific fighter,” Dorothy retorted. “It seems to me,” she added severely, “that it’s much better to admit you’re a coward-and then act brave-than to pretend you’re brave, and then just yell ‘Help! Help! the way you and I did.”

This left Fred with eyes and mouth both open and not a word to say. Fess could not help grinning at his stupefied expression. But then the Unicorn murmured confidingly to Dorothy, “No one expects maidens to be brave. After all, we femies are much more sensitive than these crude males.” And even the Flittermouse, who was still sobbing disconsolately at being called a bat, raised his head long enough to peer at Fred and quaver,

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