The ears were hidden by a blue sunbonnet tied under the chin.
"Oh; it's a pig!" exclaimed Woot.
"Pardon me; I am Mrs.Squealina Swyne, wife of Professor Grunter Swyne, and this is our home," said the one in the window.

"What do you want ?" "What sort of a Professor is your husband ?" inquired the Tin Woodman curiously.
"He is Professor of Cabbage Culture and Corn Perfection.

He is very famous in his own family, and would be the wonder of the world if he went abroad," said Mrs.Swyne in a voice that was half proud and half irritable.

"I must also inform you intruders that the Professor is a dangerous individual, for he files his teeth every morning until they are sharp as needles.

If you are butchers, you'd better run away and avoid trouble." "We are not butchers," the Tin Woodman assured her.
"Then what are you doing with that axe?
And why has the other tin man a sword ?" "They are the only weapons we have to defend our friends from their enemies," explained the Emperor of the Winkies, and Woot added: "Do not be afraid of us, Mrs.Swyne, for we are harmless travelers.