At once it reflected the interior of Yoop Castle, and in the big hall sat Mrs.Yoop, in her best embroidered silken robes, engaged in weaving a new lace apron to replace the one she had lost.
The Giantess seemed rather uneasy, as if she had a faint idea that someone was spying upon her, for she kept looking behind her and this way and that, as though expecting danger from an unknown source.
Perhaps some yookoohoo instinct warned her.

Woot saw that she had escaped from her room by some of the magical means at her disposal, after her prisoners had escaped her.

She was now occupying the big hall of her castle as she used to do.

Also Woot thought, from the cruel expression on the face of the Giantess, that she was planning revenge on them, as soon as her new magic apron was finished.
But Ozma was now making passes over the platter with her silver Wand, and presently the form of the Giantess began to shrink in size and to change its shape.

And now, in her place sat the form of Woot the Wanderer, and as if suddenly realizing her transformation Mrs.Yoop threw down her work and rushed to a looking-glass that stood against the wall of her room.