She
chose a gorgeous Eastern-looking gown. The material was most exotic. It
seemed to be pure silk, yet it had a sheen so reflective that it
appeared to be woven with a thread of pure emerald. Attached to the gown
were shimmering emerald earrings and a necklace. There was also a
bracelet made of emeralds, rubies, and diamonds.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. It was a young girl about
Dorothy's age.
"My name is Jellia," the girl said. "Jellia Jamb. The Scarecrow asked me
to assist you. I am quite good at styling hair. May I?" she said,
steering the Witch into a chair.
The Witch's hair was long and straggling. Jellia Jamb set about coifing
it. And what beautiful job she did. She then cut the Witch's long,
pointed, curling nails and delicately manicured them.
Jellia stepped back to observe the Witch. She gasped with amazement.
"Why, you look exactly like that Princess who has been visiting! Look --
look in the mirror."
The Witch turned to look in the full-length mirror. "Oh, my," she said,
holding her hand to mouth.
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