When they finally reached the top of the mountain, the mist had cleared. Apparently, the soldiers had decided against following them, for they could be clearly seen setting up camp at the base, thereby ensuring that Dorothy and her friends did not attempt to return the way they had come. The view from the top of the mountain was quite beautiful. The china homes and farms was spread out in a colorful panorama below. The only barren part was the segment of land they had traversed to make their escape. "It's a shame everything is so easily breakable here," said the Tin Woodman. "I can't blame the china people for not wanting visitors." "I don't know why the Captain of the Guard was so angry," said the Scarecrow. "Dorothy didn't try to make him drop his sword." "I think he was so embarrassed," said Dorothy, "that he was just trying to save face in front of his men." Dorothy was about to sit down to rest, but the light began to fade rather quickly. "Perhaps we should be on our way," said the girl. "No question about it," said the Tin Woodman. "Absolutely!" said the Scarecrow. As they started down the other side of the mountain, the path became extremely slippery and steep. Suddenly the Tin Woodman started to slide very fast. He called out to Dorothy: "Help! Dorothy! I can't stop!" At that moment, the Scarecrow slipped and sat down with a thump. Then Dorothy did the same. She and the Scarecrow sped down the mountain path so fast they caught up with the Tin Woodman. The impact caused him to fall backwards into Scarecrow's lap. "Wheee..." They all yelled as they whizzed around the hairpin bends. "What fun!" cried Dorothy. As they neared the bottom, their descent slowed. They came to a stop in front of a big sign: *YOU ARE NOW LEAVING* * DAINTY CHINA COUNTRY.* * THANK YOU FOR VISITING* * (But thank you more for leaving)* * !!!PLEASE DON'T HURRY BACK!!!* "What a funny sign," said Dorothy. "But it's plain to see that they get very nervous when non-china people are in their midst. I suppose they'd be quite happy to be left entirely alone." "I can't say I blame them," said the Tin Woodman. "If I were a small delicate person made of china, I wouldn't want big clumsy people around. "Thank goodness you're a big clunk!" said the Scarecrow. Dorothy laughed as the Tin Woodman chased the Scarecrow around the sign. As he did so, Dorothy's eye caught what appeared to be another sign a little further on. She walked up to it and read the following: YOU ARE NOW ENTERING THE DOMAIN OF THE GIRREPHALUMPS. PLEASE KNOCK TWICE TO INDICATE YOUR REQUEST FOR OUR SERVICES. * Chapter Seven: The Girrephalumps * By this time, the Tin Woodman and the Scarecrow had joined Dorothy at the Girrephalump sign. "What do you make of it?" asked Dorothy.