Fantasy fiction; Oz (Imaginary place) -- Juvenile fiction
"We want to get out of here!" cried Kerry, so excited and delighted
with the purple bearded dwarf, he instantly forgot all his troubles.
With a crooked smile at the little King, Himself looked questioningly
at Handy, and at the Goat Girl's quick nod, rapped his knuckles on
the north wall of the Lower. At once, a small panel slipped aside,
revealing an elevator, its door invitingly open. Waving all her hands
to thank Himself, who was already beginning to disappear, Handy stepped
inside. Nox, with Kerry still perched on his back, just managed to
squeeze in, when the door snapped shut and the elevator sped upward
carrying its three passengers in double quicksilver time to the work
den of the wizard. Handy, a bit disappointed not to find herself on
top of the mountain, stepped out first. As Nox, with an awkward jump,
followed her, the door slammed sharply and the elevator dropped like a
plummet to the bottom of the mountain.
"Oh, this must be where Wutz works all his magic transformations,"
breathed Kerry, sliding off Nox's back and gazing around with deep
interest and curiosity. "I'll bet he blew a bubble round me right in
this very den. Wonder where he is now?" There was a slight cough at
Kerry's question and turning, they saw Nifflepok standing uncertainly
in the doorway.
"Ah, so we meet again!" cried Handy, doubling up all her fists and
walking grimly toward the Silver King's fat Minister. "Where is that
rascally Master of yours? As you probably know by this time, we kept
our part of the bargain, but he still has to keep his."
"Indeed, you are fortunate to have escaped with your lives," muttered
Wutz, taking off his hat and looking anxiously inside. "And I'm sorry
to tell you the Wizard of Wutz NEVER keeps his bargains. No matter how
hard we work or try to please him, sooner or later, we are all shelved
or potted!"
"Then why work for such a villain?" snorted the Royal Ox gruffly.
"Where is he now?"
"Yes, where is he now?" asked Kerry, who in spite of the terrible
stories he had heard, hoped to get a look at the wonderful wizard who
had enchanted him.
"Gone!" answer Nifflepok, putting on his high hat and giving it a
couple of taps. "He's bubbled off with the Gnome King to conquer Oz,
and I expect by this time they've bewitched about half the inhabitants
of the Emerald City."
"Oh, what a shame!" burst out Kerry.
"Bubbled off? What do you mean by that?" The Goat Girl reached out with
all her arms to pull the Silver King's little Minister closer.
"I mean, bubbled off," repeated Nifflepok, struggling to release
himself from Handy's clutches. "He blew a quicksilver bubble and he and
Ruggedo sailed away in it, if that's any plainer."
"Oh, then we had better go right after them," snorted the Ox in an
anxious voice. "Show us out of this mountain, you little pudding, or
I'll toss you higher than a kite."
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