Chapter Ten
"Took Rug a whole night and day to discover it. Can't you remember how you opened it before, Peg?"
The Wooden Doll shook her head sadly.
"Well, never mind," said Wag comfortingly. "Once we find Ruggedo we can make him tell. We'd better start right off, because if any of the people around here saw us they might try to capture us and put us in a circus. We are rather unusual, you know." The rabbit regarded Peg Amy complacently. "One doesn't see six-foot rabbits and live dolls every day, even in Oz!"
"No," agreed Peg Amy slowly, "I s'pose not!"
The moon, looking down on the strange pair, ducked behind a cloud to hide her smile, for the giant funny bunny, strutting about pompously, and old-fashioned wooden Peg, in her torn frock, were enough to make anyone smile.
"You think of everything," sighed Peg, looking affectionately at Wag.
"Who wouldn't for a girl like you? You're a Princess, Peg—a regular Princess." The rabbit said it with conviction and again Peg happily smoothed her dress.
"Hop on," chuckled Wag, "and then I'll hop off."
Seating herself on his back and holding tight to one
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