Shaggy Man to the Rescue They had not gone very far before Bungle, who had run on ahead, came bounding back to say that the road of yellow bricks was just before them.

At once they hurried forward to see what this famous road looked like.
It was a broad road, but not straight, for it wandered over hill and dale and picked out the easiest places to go.

All its length and breadth was paved with smooth bricks of a bright yellow color, so it was smooth and level except in a few places where the bricks had crumbled or been removed, leaving holes that might cause the unwary to stumble.
"I wonder," said Ojo, looking up and down the road, "which way to go." "Where are you bound for ?" asked the Woozy.
"The Emerald City," he replied.
"Then go west," said the Woozy.

"I know this road pretty well, for I've chased many a honey-bee over it." "Have you ever been to the Emerald City ?" asked Scraps.
"No.

I am very shy by nature, as you may have noticed, so I haven't mingled much in society." "Are you afraid of men ?" inquired the Patchwork Girl.
"Me?
With my heart-rending growl--my horrible, shudderful growl?
I should say not.