The Tin Woodman and Scarecrow shouted,
"Tell them to tickle you." "Then they'll stop." "Remember they do the
opposite of what they're told."
Dorothy managed to gasp out, "Don't stop tickling me -- tickle me some
more." The two Ticklemonsters who were tickling her immediately stopped.
"We won't," they said in a huff, and folded their arms and held their
hands up with a stubborn look on their faces. The Lion managed to say
the same thing, and his Ticklemonsters stopped, too. With that, the
Ticklemonsters abruptly turned and left, muttering to themselves,
"Trying to tell us what to do. What nerve!"
After the Ticklemonsters had gone, everyone picked himself up and headed
quickly for the border. When they reached it, they all heaved a sigh of
relief. "Thank goodness that's over," said the Lion. "It's a good thing
we knew about them not liking to be told what to do."
*
Chapter Fifteen:
Elfland
*
"Well, what next?" asked Dorothy.
"Let's look at the map," said the Tin Woodman. "Ah, of course, Elfland.
That is the last country shown on the map.
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