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El Maravilloso Mago de Oz
Capítulo 2, Página 1
Dorothy
woke
up
suddenly
with
a
shock.
It
was
so
strong
that
if
she
hadn't
been
on
her
soft
bed,
she
might
have
been
hurt.
As
it
was,
she
caught
her
breath
and
wondered
what
had
happened.
Toto,
her
little
dog,
put
his
cold
nose
on
her
face
and
whined
sadly.
Dorothy
sat
up
and
saw
the
house
wasn't
moving.
It
wasn't
dark
either
because
bright
sunshine
was
coming
through
the
window,
lighting
up
the
small
room.
She
jumped
out
of
bed,
and
with
Toto
following
her,
she
ran
to
open
the
door.
The
little
girl
gasped
in
amazement
and
looked
around
her.
Her
eyes
grew
bigger
and
bigger
at
the
wonderful
things
she
saw.
The
cyclone
had
gently
placed
the
house
down,
for
a
cyclone,
in
a
beautiful
country.
There
were
lovely
green
patches
everywhere,
with
tall
trees
full
of
rich
and
tasty
fruits.
Gorgeous
flowers
were
all
around,
and
birds
with
bright
feathers
sang
and
flew
in
the
trees
and
bushes.
A
little
way
off,
there
was
a
small
brook,
rushing
and
sparkling
between
green
banks,
making
a
sound
that
was
very
pleasant
to
a
little
girl
who
had
lived
so
long
on
the
dry,
gray
prairies.
As
she
stood
there,
eagerly
looking
at
the
strange
and
beautiful
sights,
she
saw
a
group
of
the
oddest
people
coming
toward
her.
They
weren't
as
big
as
the
grown-ups
she
knew,
but
they
weren't
very
small
either.
They
seemed
about
as
tall
as
Dorothy,
who
was
a
well-grown
child
for
her
age,
although
they
looked
much
older.
There
were
three
men
and
one
woman,
and
they
all
wore
strange
clothes.
They
had
round
hats
that
rose
to
a
small
point
above
their
heads,
with
little
bells
around
the
brims
that
tinkled
sweetly
as
they
moved.
The
men's
hats
were
blue;
the
woman's
hat
was
white.
She
wore
a
white
gown
with
little
stars
that
shone
like
diamonds
in
the
sun.
The
men
wore
blue
clothes,
the
same
color
as
their
hats,
and
had
well-polished
boots
with
a
deep
roll
of
blue
at
the
tops.
Dorothy
thought
the
men
were
about
as
old
as
Uncle
Henry,
as
two
of
them
had
beards.
But
the
little
woman
seemed
much
older.
Her
face
was
full
of
wrinkles,
her
hair
was
nearly
white,
and
she
walked
rather
stiffly.
When
these
people
came
near
the
house
where
Dorothy
stood
in
the
doorway,
they
stopped
and
whispered
among
themselves,
as
if
afraid
to
come
closer.
But
the
little
old
woman
walked
up
to
Dorothy,
bowed
low,
and
said
in
a
sweet
voice:
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