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 thirsty," she called hospitably. Dorothy drank her cup without alighting.

"We're in an awful hurry; we're visiting the Scarecrow," she exclaimed apologetically. The lion drank his bucket of tea at one gulp. It was so hot that it made his eyes water.



"How I loathe tea! If I hadn't been such a coward I'd have upset the bucket," groaned the lion as the little Winkie Lady went back into her house. "But no—I was afraid of hurting her feelings. Ugh, what a terrible thing it is to be a coward!"