inhabitants, both the girl and the shaggy man felt they were not quite
safe there, and would be glad to see the last of it.

"But it is now evening," the King reminded them, "and you must stay
with us until morning, anyhow. Therefore, I invite you to be my
guests at dinner, and to attend the theater afterward and sit in the
royal box. To-morrow morning, if you really insist upon it, you may
resume your journey."

They consented to this, and some of the fox-servants led them to a
suite of lovely rooms in the big palace.

Button-Bright was afraid to be left alone, so Dorothy took him into
her own room. While a maid-fox dressed the little girl's hair--which
was a bit tangled--and put some bright, fresh ribbons in it, another
maid-fox combed the hair on poor Button-Bright's face and head and
brushed it carefully, tying a pink bow to each of his pointed ears.
The maids wanted to dress the children in fine costumes of woven feathers,
such as all the foxes wore; but neither of them consented to that.

"A sailor suit and a fox head do not go well together," said one of
the maids, "for no fox was ever a sailor that I can remember."

"I'm not a fox!" cried Button-Bright.

"Alas, no," agreed the maid. "But you've got a lovely fox head on
your skinny shoulders, and that's ALMOST as good as being a fox."

The boy, reminded of his misfortune, began to cry again. Dorothy
petted and comforted him and promised to find some way to restore