At that moment several mice were seen running up as fast as their little legs could carry them, and when they saw their Queen they exclaimed:

«Oh, your Majesty, we thought you would be killed! How did you manage to escape the great Wildcat?» They all bowed so low to the little Queen that they almost stood upon their heads.

«This funny tin man,» she answered, «killed the Wildcat and saved my life. So hereafter you must all serve him, and obey his slightest wish.»

«We will!» cried all the mice, in a shrill chorus. And then they scampered in all directions, for Toto had awakened from his sleep, and seeing all these mice around him he gave one bark of delight and jumped right into the middle of the group. Toto had always loved to chase mice when he lived in Kansas, and he saw no harm in it.

But the Tin Woodman caught the dog in his arms and held him tight, while he called to the mice, «Come back! Come back! Toto shall not hurt you.»

At this the Queen of the Mice stuck her head out from underneath a clump of grass and asked, in a timid voice, «Are you sure he will not bite us?»

«I will not let him,» said the Woodman; «so do not be afraid.»

One by one the mice came creeping back, and Toto did not bark again, although he tried to get out of the Woodman’s arms, and would have bitten him had he not known very well he was made of tin. Finally one of the biggest mice spoke.