"I've always loved the piglets," she said; "but they don't love me."
"Don't be rough!" he would call out, if Eureka knocked over one of the round, fat piglets with her paw; but the pigs never minded, and enjoyed the sport very greatly.
So he sat down upon the floor of the cave, brought the piglets out one by one, and allowed them to run around as much as they pleased.
He placed one upon the floor, so that it could run around, and pulled apart the other, making three piglets in all; and then one of these was pulled apart, making four piglets.
With this he caught up two of the piglets and pushed them together, so that the two were one.
And so, one by one, the nine tiny piglets were pushed together until but a single one of the creatures remained.
The little man felt carefully in his pocket and pulled out the tiny piglets, setting them upon the grass one by one, where they ran around and nibbled the tender blades.
"I should say so!" grunted another of the piglets, looking uneasily at the kitten; "cats are cruel things."
And if I can't eat the piglets you may as well plant me at once and raise catsup.
Why, they're better than piglets--or even milk!
So the piglets will be perfectly safe, hereafter, as far as I am concerned.
"And so can the nine tiny piglets," added Eureka.
"Nonsense!" cried several of the piglets, together.
"Take us, too!" cried the nine tiny piglets, all in one breath.
One moment Dorothy sat beside them with the kitten in her lap, and a moment later the horse, the piglets, the Wizard and the boy were all that remained in the underground prison.
This act he repeated until all of the nine tiny piglets were visible, and they were so glad to get out of his pocket that they ran around in a very lively manner.
He drew from his inside pocket one of the eight tiny piglets that were remaining and continued:
All the piglets are exactly alike, so no one can dispute your word.
Eureka stuck up her nose at such food, but the tiny piglets squealed delightedly at the sight of the crackers and ate them up in a jiffy.
He did it very cleverly, indeed, and the Princess looked at the strange piglets as if she were as truly astonished as any vegetable person could be.
The cab-horse, who never slept long at a time, sat upon his haunches and watched the tiny piglets and the kitten with much approval.
"If the Wizard was here," said one of the piglets, sobbing bitterly, "he would not see us suffer so."
Noticing that the light was growing dim he picked up his nine piglets, patted each one lovingly on its fat little head, and placed them carefully in his inside pocket.
They all looked around, but the piglets had disappeared.