When she returns, she will be greatly surprised." "Would she care if I ate some of those ripe cream-puffs ?" asked the Green Monkey.
"No, indeed; Jinjur is very generous.

Help yourself to all you want," said the Scarecrow Bear.
So Woot gathered a lot of the cream-puffs that were golden yellow and filled with a sweet, creamy substance, and ate until his hunger was satisfied.

Then he entered the house with his friends and sat in a rocking-chair--just as he was accustomed to do when a boy.

The Canary perched herself upon the mantel and daintily plumed her feathers; the Tin Owl sat on the back of another chair; the Scarecrow squatted on his hairy haunches in the middle of the room.
"I believe I remember the girl Jinjur," remarked the Canary, in her sweet voice.

"She cannot help us very much, except to direct us on our way to Glinda's castle, for she does not understand magic.