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El Maravilloso Mago de Oz
Capítulo 14, Página 1
You
will
remember
there
was
no
road—not
even
a
pathway—between
the
castle
of
the
Wicked
Witch
and
the
Emerald
City.
When
the
four
travelers
went
in
search
of
the
Witch
she
had
seen
them
coming,
and
so
sent
the
Winged
Monkeys
to
bring
them
to
her.
It
was
much
harder
to
find
their
way
back
through
the
big
fields
of
buttercups
and
yellow
daisies
than
it
was
being
carried.
They
knew,
of
course,
they
must
go
straight
east,
toward
the
rising
sun;
and
they
started
off
in
the
right
way.
But
at
noon,
when
the
sun
was
over
their
heads,
they
did
not
know
which
was
east
and
which
was
west,
and
that
was
the
reason
they
were
lost
in
the
great
fields.
They
kept
on
walking,
however,
and
at
night
the
moon
came
out
and
shone
brightly.
So
they
lay
down
among
the
sweet
smelling
yellow
flowers
and
slept
soundly
until
morning—all
but
the
Scarecrow
and
the
Tin
Woodman.
The
next
morning
the
sun
was
behind
a
cloud,
but
they
started
on,
as
if
they
were
quite
sure
which
way
they
were
going.
“If
we
walk
far
enough,”
said
Dorothy,
“I
am
sure
we
shall
sometime
come
to
some
place.”
But
day
by
day
passed
away,
and
they
still
saw
nothing
before
them
but
the
scarlet
fields.
The
Scarecrow
began
to
grumble
a
bit.
“We
have
surely
lost
our
way,”
he
said,
“and
unless
we
find
it
again
in
time
to
reach
the
Emerald
City,
I
shall
never
get
my
brains.”
“Nor
I
my
heart,”
declared
the
Tin
Woodman.
“It
seems
to
me
I
can
scarcely
wait
till
I
get
to
Oz,
and
you
must
admit
this
is
a
very
long
journey.”
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