“There was a straw man, and a tin woodman, and a big cat who hid in the bushes when I passed—a leopard maybe, or a cougar.” “A man of straw?” said the Witch. “She’s awakening the figures of myth, she’s charming them to life? This must be some attractive child. Did you notice her shoes?” “I wanted to buy them from her.” “Yes! Yes, did you?” “Not for sale. She seemed very attached to them. They were given her by a Good Witch.”
