The country wasn't so pretty now. Before the travelers appeared arocky plain covered with hills on which grew nothing green. They werenearing some low mountains, too, and the road, which before had beensmooth and pleasant to walk upon, grew rough and uneven.

Button-Bright's little feet stumbled more than once, and Polychromeceased her dancing because the walking was now so difficult that shehad no trouble to keep warm.

It had become afternoon, yet there wasn't a thing for their luncheonexcept two apples which the shaggy man had taken from the breakfasttable. He divided these into four pieces and gave a portion to eachof his companions. Dorothy and Button-Bright were glad to get theirs;but Polly was satisfied with a small bite, and Toto did not like apples.

"Do you know," asked the Rainbow's Daughter, "if this is the rightroad to the Emerald City?"

"No, I don't," replied Dorothy, "but it's the only road in this partof the country, so we may as well go to the end of it."

"It looks now as if it might end pretty soon," remarked the shaggy man;"and what shall we do if it does?"

"Don't know," said Button-Bright.

"If I had my Magic Belt," replied Dorothy, thoughtfully, "it could dous a lot of good just now."

"What is your Magic Belt?" asked Polychrome.

"It's a thing I captured from the Nome King one day, and it can do'most any wonderful thing. But I left it with Ozma, you know; 'causemagic won't work in Kansas, but only in fairy countries."

"Is this a fairy country?" asked Button-Bright.

"I should think you'd know," said the little girl, gravely."If it wasn't a fairy country you couldn't have a fox headand the shaggy man couldn't have a donkey head, and the Rainbow'sDaughter would be invis'ble."

"What's that?" asked the boy.

"You don't seem to know anything, Button-Bright. Invis'ble is a thingyou can't see."

"Then Toto's invis'ble," declared the boy, and Dorothy found he wasright. Toto had disappeared from view, but they could hear himbarking furiously among the heaps of grey rock ahead of them.

They moved forward a little faster to see what the dog was barking at,and found perched upon a point of rock by the roadside a curiouscreature. It had the form of a man, middle-sized and rather slenderand graceful; but as it sat silent and motionless upon the peak theycould see that its face was black as ink, and it wore a black clothcostume made like a union suit and fitting tight to its skin. Itshands were black, too, and its toes curled down, like a bird's. Thecreature was black all over except its hair, which was fine, andyellow, banged in front across the black forehead and cut close at thesides. The eyes, which were fixed steadily upon the barking dog, weresmall and sparkling and looked like the eyes of a weasel.

"What in the world do you s'pose that is?" asked Dorothy ina hushed voice, as the little group of travelers stood watchingthe strange creature.

"Don't know," said Button-Bright.

The thing gave a jump and turned half around, sitting in the sameplace but with the other side of its body facing them. Instead ofbeing black, it was now pure white, with a face like that of a clownin a circus and hair of a brilliant purple. The creature could bendeither way, and its white toes now curled the same way the black oneson the other side had done.

"It has a face both front and back," whispered Dorothy, wonderingly;"only there's no back at all, but two fronts."

Having made the turn, the being sat motionless as before, while Totobarked louder at the white man than he had done at the black one.

"Once," said the shaggy man, "I had a jumping jack like that,with two faces."

"Was it alive?" asked Button-Bright.

"No," replied the shaggy man; "it worked on strings and was made of wood."

"Wonder if this works with strings," said Dorothy; but Polychromecried "Look!" for another creature just like the first had suddenlyappeared sitting on another rock, its black side toward them. The twotwisted their heads around and showed a black face on the white sideof one and a white face on the black side of the other.

"How curious," said Polychrome; "and how loose their heads seem to be!Are they friendly to us, do you think?"

"Can't tell, Polly," replied Dorothy. "Let's ask 'em."

The creatures flopped first one way and then the other, showing blackor white by turns; and now another joined them, appearing on anotherrock. Our friends had come to a little hollow in the hills, and theplace where they now stood was surrounded by jagged peaks of rock,except where the road ran through.

"Now there are four of them," said the shaggy man.

"Five," declared Polychrome.

"Six," said Dorothy.

"Lots of 'em!" cried Button-Bright; and so there were--quite a row ofthe two-sided black and white creatures sitting on the rocks all around.

Toto stopped barking and ran between Dorothy's feet, where he croucheddown as if afraid. The creatures did not look pleasant or friendly,to be sure, and the shaggy man's donkey face became solemn, indeed.

"Ask 'em who they are, and what they want," whispered Dorothy;so the shaggy man called out in a loud voice:

"Who are you?"

"Scoodlers!" they yelled in chorus, their voices sharp and shrill.

"What do you want?" called the shaggy man.

"You!" they yelled, pointing their thin fingers at the group;and they all flopped around, so they were white, and then allflopped back again, so they were black.

"But what do you want us for?" asked the shaggy man, uneasily.

"Soup!" they all shouted, as if with one voice.

"Goodness me!" said Dorothy, trembling a little; "the Scoodlers mustbe reg'lar cannibals."

"Don't want to be soup," protested Button-Bright, beginning to cry.

"Hush, dear," said the little girl, trying to comfort him; "we don'tany of us want to be soup. But don't worry; the shaggy man will takecare of us."

"Will he?" asked Polychrome, who did not like the Scoodlers at all,and kept close to Dorothy.

"I'll try," promised the shaggy man; but he looked worried.

Happening just then to feel the Love Magnet in his pocket,he said to the creatures, with more confidence:

"Don't you love me?"

"Yes!" they shouted, all together.

"Then you mustn't harm me, or my friends," said the shaggy man, firmly.

"We love you in soup!" they yelled, and in a flash turned their whitesides to the front.

"How dreadful!" said Dorothy. "This is a time, Shaggy Man, when youget loved too much."

"Don't want to be soup!" wailed Button-Bright again; and Toto beganto whine dismally, as if he didn't want to be soup, either.

"The only thing to do," said the shaggy man to his friends, in a lowtone, "is to get out of this pocket in the rocks as soon as we can, andleave the Scoodlers behind us. Follow me, my dears, and don't pay anyattention to what they do or say."

With this, he began to march along the road to the opening in therocks ahead, and the others kept close behind him. But the Scoodlersclosed up in front, as if to bar their way, and so the shaggy manstooped down and picked up a loose stone, which he threw at thecreatures to scare them from the path.

At this the Scoodlers raised a howl. Two of them picked their headsfrom their shoulders and hurled them at the shaggy man with such forcethat he fell over in a heap, greatly astonished. The two now ranforward with swift leaps, caught up their heads, and put them onagain, after which they sprang back to their positions on the rocks.