He said to her: "What an admirable young lady you are, and what jolly good company! We must be better acquainted, for never before have I met a girl with such exquisite coloring or such natural, artless manners." "No wonder they call you the Wise Scarecrow," replied Scraps.
"When you arrive at the Emerald City I will see you again," continued the Scarecrow.

"Just now I am going to call upon an old friend--an ordinary young lady named Jinjur--who has promised to repaint my left ear for me.

You may have noticed that the paint on my left ear has peeled off and faded, which affects my hearing on that side.

Jinjur always fixes me up when I get weather-worn." "When do you expect to return to the Emerald City ?" asked the Shaggy Man.
"I'll be there this evening, for I'm anxious to have a long talk with Miss Scraps.

How is it, Sawhorse; are you equal to a swift run ?" "Anything that suits you suits me," returned the wooden horse.
So the Scarecrow mounted to the jeweled saddle and waved his hat, when the Sawhorse darted away so swiftly that they were out of sight in an instant..