But where could they have gone to?
The broad plain was all about him and there were neither trees nor bushes that could hide even a rabbit, nor any hole for one to fall into.

Yet there he stood, alone.
Surprise had caused him to halt, and with a thoughtful and puzzled expression on his face he looked down at his feet.

It startled him anew to discover that he had no feet.

He reached out his hands, but he could not see them.

He could feel his hands and arms and body; he stamped his feet on the grass and knew they were there, but in some strange way they had become invisible.
While Woot stood, wondering, a crash of metal sounded in his ears and he heard two heavy bodies tumble to the earth just beside him.
"Good gracious!" exclaimed the voice of the Tin Woodman.
"Mercy me!" cried the voice of the Tin Soldier.
"Why didn't you look where you were going ?" asked the Tin Woodman reproachfully.
"I did, but I couldn't see you," said the Tin Soldier.