Чарівник країни Оз
The Cyclone
"Yourhousedid,anyway,"repliedthelittleoldwoman,withalaugh,v"andthatisthesamething. See!"shecontinued,pointingtothecornerofthehouse. "Therearehertwofeet,stillstickingoutfromunderablockofwood."
Dorothylooked,andgavealittlecryoffright. There,indeed,justunderthecornerofthegreatbeamthehouserestedon,twofeetwerestickingout,shodinsilvershoeswithpointedtoes.
"Oh,dear!Oh,dear!"criedDorothy,claspingherhandstogetherindismay. "Thehousemusthavefallenonher. Whatevershallwedo?"
"Thereisnothingtobedone," saidthelittlewomancalmly.
"Butwhowasshe?"askedDorothy.
"ShewastheWickedWitchoftheEast,asIsaid,"answeredthelittlewoman. "ShehasheldalltheMunchkinsinbondageformanyyears, makingthemslaveforhernightandday. Nowtheyareallsetfree,andaregratefultoyouforthefavor."
"WhoaretheMunchkins?"inquiredDorothy.
"TheyarethepeoplewholiveinthislandoftheEast wheretheWickedWitchruled."
"AreyouaMunchkin?"askedDorothy.
"No,butIamtheirfriend,althoughIliveinthelandoftheNorth. WhentheysawtheWitchoftheEastwasdead theMunchkinssentaswiftmessengertome, andIcameatonce. IamtheWitchoftheNorth."
