"I'm just a little tired," Dorothy replied weakly. "I don't think I'm quite up to walking around all day." Aunt Em looked again at Uncle Henry who just shrugged his shoulders. "Well ... all right," said Aunt Em. "But I want you to rest. Now, don't leave the house. We'll be home around eight, I expect." After Dorothy went inside, Aunt Em began to help Uncle Henry with his collar. He could see by the expression on Aunt Em's face that she was very much concerned. "Aw, don't worry, Em," he said. "The girl's been through quite an ordeal, with that twister an' all. She'll be fine bye an' bye. She just needs plenty of rest." "But she looks so pale," replied Aunt Em. "And what about the strange stories?" "You mean about Oz?" asked Uncle Henry. "Yes, Oz." Aunt Em replied. "How did she ever think up such a name?" "It does seem strange," agreed Uncle Henry. "And what about all the funny characters she says live there?" continued Aunt Em. "A talking scarecrow and lion, and a tin woodman of all things -- not to mention a wicked witch! That must be where her mind is; it's certainly not here in Kansas." "Now, Em," said Uncle Henry, "don't fret so. Dr. Gabriel told us not to worry, that she's temporarily confusing her dreams with reality -- something to do with that bump on the head, he said. She'll come out of it; she'll be her old self in no time -- you'll see." Meanwhile, Dorothy decided she'd best do as her aunt had said, so she went into her room and lay down on the bed to rest. She was just drifting off when she heard the sound of horse hooves outside. She quickly got up and waved from her window as Aunt Em and Uncle Henry drove by in the wagon. "Now don't wait up for us, Dorothy," called Aunt Em. "And be sure to get plenty of rest!" "I will, Auntie," called Dorothy. "Have a good time!" Just then, Toto jumped through the window into the girl's arms. She fussed over him as she carried him back to her bed. The little dog curled up at her feet and went to sleep. * Chapter Two: Dorothy Reminisces on Oz * As Dorothy rested, she thought about Aunt Em and Uncle Henry, and how upset they were with her for daydreaming so much. But with the reality of her Oz adventures so fresh in her mind she could not help but dwell on them. A smile came over her face as she recalled the first time she met the Scarecrow, and how surprised she was when he first spoke to her. When he said he did not have any brains she agreed to take him with her to the Emerald City to ask the Great Oz to give him some. Of course, as it turned out, the Scarecrow did have a brain after all. But, because he did not believe that he did, the Great Oz had to go through the motions of presenting him with one.