"All right," answered Dorothy, promptly. "I'm ready!"



6. The Heads of Langwidere


They walked slowly down the path between the rocks, Tiktok going
first, Dorothy following him, and the yellow hen trotting along last
of all.

At the foot of the path the copper man leaned down and tossed aside
with ease the rocks that encumbered the way. Then he turned to
Dorothy and said:

"Let me car-ry your din-ner-pail."

She placed it in his right hand at once, and the copper fingers closed
firmly over the stout handle.

Then the little procession marched out upon the level sands.

As soon as the three Wheelers who were guarding the mound saw them,
they began to shout their wild cries and rolled swiftly toward the
little group, as if to capture them or bar their way. But when the
foremost had approached near enough, Tiktok swung the tin dinner-pail
and struck the Wheeler a sharp blow over its head with the queer
weapon. Perhaps it did not hurt very much, but it made a great noise,
and the Wheeler uttered a howl and tumbled over upon its side. The