"The butterflies are among the prettiest of all created things, and they are very sensitive to pain.

To tear a wing from one would cause it exquisite torture and it would soon die in great agony.

I would not permit such a wicked deed under any circumstances!" Ojo was astounded at hearing this.

Dorothy, too, looked grave and disconcerted, but she knew in her heart that the Tin Woodman was right.
The Scarecrow nodded his head in approval of his friend's speech, so it was evident that he agreed with the Emperor's decision.

Scraps looked from one to another in perplexity.
"Who cares for a butterfly ?" she asked.
"Don't you ?" inquired the Tin Woodman.
"Not the snap of a finger, for I have no heart," said the Patchwork Girl.