"Not to my taste," said the Knight, "though his vest buttons were vastly nourishing."
"Well, there's Mr. Yoop—he's a real blood-and-bone giant. There are plenty of giants, I guess, if we knew just where to find them!" said the little girl, biting off her thread.
"Find 'em—bind 'em,
Get behind 'em!
Hokus Pokus
He don't mind 'em!"
screamed the Patch Work Girl, bounding out of her chair. "But why can't you stay peaceably at home, old Iron Sides, and be jolly like the rest of us?"
"You don't understand, Scraps," put in Dorothy gravely. "Sir Hokus is a Knight and it is a true Knight's duty to slay giants and dragons and go on quests!"
"That it is, my Lady Patches!" boomed Sir Hokus, puffing out his chest. "I've rusted here in idleness long enough. To-morrow, with Ozma's permission, I shall start on a giant quest."
"I'd go with you, only I've promised to help Ozma count the royal emeralds," said the Scarecrow, who had ridden over from his Corn-Ear residence to spend{{c|96
