"But Scraps can see with her button eyes both day and night.

Isn't it queer ?" "It's queer that buttons can see at all," answered Trot.

"But good gracious! What's become of the city ?" "I was going to ask that myself," said Dorothy.

"It's gone!" "It's gone!" The animals came to a sudden halt, for the city had really disappeared, walls and all, and before them lay the clear, unbroken sweep of the country.

"Dear me!" exclaimed the Wizard.