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But in all other respects they were perfectly harmless and played together like children or gazed with pleasure upon the pretty sights of the royal gardens. After counseling with the Scarecrow Ozma sent Omby Amby to the palace for the Magic Belt, and when the Captain General returned with it the Ruler of Oz at once clasped the precious Belt around her waist.
"Then, Omby Amby," said she, "I promote you to be Captain General of all the armies of my kingdom, and especially to be Commander of my Body Guard at the royal palace." "It is very expensive to hold so many offices," said the private, hesitating. "I have no money with which to buy uniforms." "You shall be supplied from the royal treasury," said Ozma.
Listen do you wish to succeed in this business?" "To be sure I do; why not?" "Well, then, if you do, slip me five shillings, or you're dished, like one of your own-dinners, and that Amby Gray will slice you to pieces. Ned's his friend at heart, I tell you." "Well, but you'll see me rightified?" "Hand the money, ma'am; do you know who you're speaking to? The senior of the office."
"Very good, it's a bargain," replied the virtuous Darby; "fork out." "Here, then, is ten shillings, and bring me out of it." Darby privately pocketed the money, and moving toward Ned, whispered to him "Don't take the charge for a few minutes. I'll fleece them both. Amby has given me half-a-crown; another from her, and then, half and half between us. Mrs. Mulroony, a word with you.
She indirectly inquired of Amby Seedling, who had followed Izz from Talbothays, and by chance Amby remembered that, amongst the snatches of melody in which they had indulged at the dairyman's, to induce the cows to let down their milk, Clare had seemed to like "Cupid's Gardens", "I have parks, I have hounds", and "The break o' the day"; and had seemed not to care for "The Tailor's Breeches" and "Such a beauty I did grow", excellent ditties as they were.
Also there was a bar in the lobby. Amby shoved up to that prompt and came back with two pink lemonades, at 75 cents a throw. "Well," says I, "ain't there mint on top and a cherry in the bottom?" "And weak lemonade in between," grumbles Ambrose. "What do they take me for, a gold fish?" "We'll try a cabaret next," says I. We did.
Think of my darling child being crushed into jelly by those great wheels!" "Gid-dap!" said the Wizard sharply, and the Sawhorse started on. They had not gone far before a man ran out of a house shouting wildly, "Help! Help!" The Sawhorse stopped short and the Wizard and Uncle Henry and the Shaggy Man and Omby Amby jumped out of the wagon and ran to the poor man's assistance.
"Perfectly all right, old man," says Ambrose. "In fact well, you get the idea, eh? The little wife hasn't quite got her bearings yet. Might feel better about meeting her new relatives after she's been around a bit. And Torchy will do fine." He tips me the wink as Mr. Robert hurries off. "Same old cut-up, eh, Amby?" says I. "Who me?" says he. "No, no! Nothing like that.
THE WIFE. These people treat us as if we were dirt beneath their feet. I wonder at you putting up with it, Amby. It would serve them right if we went home at once: wouldnt it, Eth? THE DAUGHTER. Yes, mamma. But perhaps they wouldnt mind. THE ENVOY. No use talking like that, Molly. Ive got to see this oracle.
While he was doing this Omby Amby and the Shaggy Man brought a supply of twigs from the forest and then they built a fire underneath the kettle. "Now, Dorothy," said the Wizard, smiling, "I expect you to cook our supper." "But there is nothing in the kettle," she cried. "Are you sure?" inquired the Wizard.
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