"Ouch!" the Lion yelled. "You're going
to pull my ears off!"
Dorothy let go and started to sob. "I'm losing you," she cried. "I'm
losing all of you!"
Just then, the Lion yelled out, "Hey! I'm not sinking any more!"
"Oh thank goodness!" shouted Dorothy, greatly relieved.
The Tin Woodman and Scarecrow -- who were by now also up to their necks -
shouted out in unison, "I've stopped, too!"
"Well, thank Heaven!" said Dorothy, now crying with happiness. "I'll go
and try to get help."
She had barely said the word 'help' when a piercing cackle filled the
air. It was a sound they all knew so well and dreaded so much.
Swoosh! The Wicked Witch's broomstick flew past the Scarecrow's left
ear. Then swoosh again. This time past the Lion's right ear. She headed
for the Tin Woodman, screaming as she flew: "Got you now, my beauties!
Ha ha haha!"
Dorothy stood spellbound as she watched the witch perform her
acrobatics. Suddenly, the witch zoomed upwards, high into the air, as if
leaving. But she turned quickly and pointed the broomstick directly at
Dorothy and zoomed towards her like a rocket.
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