Toto followed Dorothy.
Our friends entered a large room at the front of the house, where the High Coco-Lorum asked them to be seated.

"I hope your mission here is a peaceful one," he said, looking a little worried, "for the Thists are not very good fighters and object to being conquered." "Are your people called Thists ?" asked Dorothy.
"Yes.

I thought you knew that.

And we call our city Thi." "Oh!" "We are Thists because we eat thistles, you know," continued the High Coco-Lorum.
"Do you really eat those prickly things ?" inquired Button-Bright wonderingly.
"Why not ?" replied the other.

"The sharp points of the thistles cannot hurt us, because all our insides are gold-lined." "Gold-lined!" "To be sure.