than I do myself."
    "While we are on the ground I believe it would be wise for us to conquer the Emerald 
City for Princess Ozma, and find the girl afterward," said the Scarecrow." And while the 
girl remains hidden I will gladly rule in her place, for I understand the business of 
ruling much better than Jinjur does."
    "But I have promised not to molest Jinjur," objected Glinda.
    "Suppose you all return with me to my kingdom - or Empire, rather," said the Tin 
Woodman, politely including the entire party in a royal wave of his arm. "It will give me 
great pleasure to entertain you in my castle, where there is room enough and to spare. 
And if any of you wish to be nickel- plated, my valet will do it free of all expense." 
While the Woodman was speaking Glinda's eyes had been noting the rose in his button-hole, 
and now she imagined she saw the big red leaves of the flower tremble slightly. This 
quickly aroused her suspicions, and in a moment more the Sorceress had decided that the 
seeming rose was nothing else than a transformation of old Mombi. At the same instant 
Mombi knew she was discovered and must quickly plan an escape, and as transformations 
were easy to her she immediately took the form of a Shadow and glided along the wall of 
the tent toward the entrance, thinking thus to disappear.
    But Glinda had not only equal cunning, but far more experience than the Witch. So the 
Sorceress reached the opening of the tent before the Shadow, and with a wave of her hand 
closed the entrance so securely that Mombi could not find a crack big enough to creep 
through. The Scarecrow and his friends were greatly surprised at Glinda's actions; for 
none of them had noted the Shadow. But the Sorceress said to them: "Remain perfectly 
quiet, all of you! For the old Witch is even now with us in this tent, and I hope to 
capture her." These words so alarmed Mombi that she quickly transformed herself from a 
shadow to a Black Ant, in which shape she crawled along the ground, seeking a crack or 
crevice in which to hide her tiny body.
    Fortunately, the ground where the tent had been pitched, being Just before the city 
gates, was hard and smooth; and while the Ant still crawled about, Glinda discovered it 
and ran quickly forward to effect its capture But, Just as her hand was descending, the 
Witch, now fairly frantic with fear, made her last transformation, and in the form of a 
huge Griffin sprang through the wall of the tent - tearing the silk asunder in her rush - 
and in a moment had darted away with the speed of a whirlwind.
    Glinda did not hesitate to follow. She sprang upon the back of the Saw-Horse and 
cried: "Now you shall prove that you have a right to be alive! Run - run - run!" The 
Saw-Horse ran. Like a flash he followed the Griffin, his wooden legs moving so fast that 
they twinkled like the rays of a star. Before our friends could recover from their 
surprise both the Griffin and the Saw-Horse had dashed out of sight.
    "Come! Let us follow!" cried the Scarecrow.
    They ran to the place where the Gump was lying and quickly tumbled aboard.
    "Fly!" commanded Tip, eagerly.
    "Where to?" asked the Gump, in its calm voice.
    "I don't know," returned Tip, who was very nervous at the delay; "but if you will 
mount into the air I think we can discover which way Glinda has gone."
    "Very well," returned the Gump, quietly; and it spread its great wings and mounted 
high into the air.
    Far away, across the meadows, they could now see two tiny specks, speeding one after 
the other; and they knew these specks must be the Griffin and the Saw-Horse. So Tip 
called the Gump's attention to them and bade the creature try to overtake the Witch and 
the Sorceress. But, swift as was the Gump's flight, the pursued and pursuer moved more 
swiftly yet, and within a few moments were blotted out against the dim horizon.
    "Let us continue to follow them, nevertheless," said the Scarecrow. "for the Land of 
Oz is of small extent, and sooner or later they must both come to a halt." Old Mombi had 
thought herself very wise to choose the form of a Griffin, for its legs were exceedingly 
fleet and its strength more enduring than that of other animals. But she had not reckoned 
on the untiring energy of the Saw- Horse, whose wooden limbs could run for days without 
slacking their speed. Therefore, after an hour's hard running, the Griffin's breath began 
to fail, and it panted and gasped painfully, and moved more slowly than before. Then it 
reached the edge of the desert and began racing across the deep sands. But its tired feet 
sank far into the sand, and in a few minutes the Griffin fell forward, completely 
exhausted, and lay still upon the desert waste.
    Glinda came up a moment later, riding the still vigorous Saw-Horse; and having 
unwound a slender golden thread from her girdle the Sorceress threw it over the head of 
the panting and helpless Griffin, and so destroyed the magical power of Mombi's 
transformation.
    For the animal, with one fierce shudder, disappeared from view, while in its place 
was discovered the form of the old Witch, glaring savagely at the serene and beautiful 
face of the Sorceress.
    
    
    Princess Ozma of Oz
    
    "You are my prisoner, and it is useless for you to struggle any longer," said Glinda, 
in her soft, sweet voice.
    "Lie still a moment, and rest yourself, and then I will carry you back to my tent."
    "Why do you seek me?" asked Mombi, still scarce able to speak plainly for lack of 
breath. "What have I done to you, to be so persecuted?"
    "You have done nothing to me," answered the gentle Sorceress; "but I suspect you have 
been guilty of several wicked actions; and if I find it is true that you have so abused 
your knowledge of magic, I intend to punish you severely."
    "I defy you!" croaked the old hag. "You dare not harm me!" Just then the Gump flew up 
to them and alighted upon the desert sands beside Glinda. Our friends were delighted to 
find that Mombi had finally been captured, and after a hurried consultation it was 
decided they should all return to the camp in the Gump. So the Saw-Horse was tossed 
aboard, and then Glinda still holding an end of the golden thread that was around Mombi's 
neck, forced her prisoner to climb into the sofas. The others now followed, and Tip gave 
the word to the Gump to return.
    The Journey was made in safety, Mombi sitting in her place with a grim and sullen 
air; for the old hag was absolutely helpless so long as the magical thread encircled her 
throat. The army hailed Glinda's return with loud cheers, and the party of friends soon 
gathered again in the royal tent, which had been neatly repaired during their absence.
    "Now," said the Sorceress to Mombi, "I want you to tell us why the Wonderful Wizard 
of Oz paid you three visits, and what became of the child, Ozma, which so curiously 
disappeared." The Witch looked at Glinda defiantly, but said not a word.
    "Answer me!" cried the Sorceress.
    But still Mombi remained silent.
    "Perhaps she doesn't know," remarked Jack.
    "I beg you will keep quiet," said Tip. "You might spoil everything with your 
foolishness."
    "Very well, dear father!" returned the Pumpkinhead, meekly.
    "How glad I am to be a Woggle-Bug!" murmured the Highly Magnified Insect, softly. "No