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17. The Royal Chariot Arrives
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"Well,"continuedtheTinWoodman,"theoldwomanhadanideathatthePowderinthebottlemustbemoth-powder,becauseitsmelledsomethinglikemoth-powder;soonedayshesprinkleditonherbearrugtokeepthemothsoutofit.Shesaid,lookinglovinglyattheskin:’Iwishmydearbearwerealiveagain!’Toherhorror,thebearrugatoncecametolife,havingbeensprinkledwiththeMagicPowder;andnowthislivebearrugisagreattrialtoher,andmakesheralotoftrouble."
"Why?"askedtheshaggyman.
"Well,itstandsuponitsfourfeetandwalksallaround,andgetsintheway;andthatspoilsitforarug.Itcan’tspeak,althoughitisalive;for,whileitsheadmightsaywords,ithasnobreathinasolidbodytopushthewordsoutofitsmouth.It’saveryslimpsyaffairaltogether,thatbearrug,andtheoldwomanissorryitcametolife.Everydayshehastoscoldit,andmakeitliedownflatontheparlorfloortobewalkedupon;butsometimeswhenshegoestomarkettherugwillhumpupitsbackskin,andstandonitsfourfeet,andtrotalongafterher."
"IshouldthinkDynawouldlikethat,"saidDorothy.
"Well,shedoesn’t;becauseeveryoneknowsitisn’tarealbear,butjustahollowskin,andsoofnoactualuseintheworldexceptforarug,"answeredtheTinWoodman."ThereforeIbelieveitisagoodthingthatalltheMagicPowderofLifeisnowusedup,asitcannotcauseanymoretrouble."
"Perhapsyou’reright,"saidtheshaggyman,thoughtfully.
Atnoontheystoppedatafarmhouse,whereitdelightedthefarmerandhiswifetobeabletogivethemagoodluncheon.