At once the woman moved, turned her head wonderingly this way and that, to note all who stood before her, and seeing Dr.
Pipt, ran forward and threw herself into her husband's outstretched arms.
Then the Wizard made the magic pass and spoke the magic word before the statue of Unc Nunkie.

The old Munchkin immediately came to life and with a low bow to the Wizard said: "Thanks." But now Ojo rushed up and threw his arms joyfully about his uncle, and the old man hugged his little nephew tenderly and stroked his hair and wiped away the boy's tears with a handkerchief, for Ojo was crying from pure happiness.
Ozma came forward to congratulate them.
"I have given to you, my dear Ojo and Unc Nunkie, a nice house just outside the walls of the Emerald City," she said, "and there you shall make your future home and be under my protection." "Didn't I say you were Ojo the Lucky ?" asked the Tin Woodman, as everyone crowded around to shake Ojo's hand.
"Yes; and it is true!" replied Ojo, gratefully..