"So it is," answered the Scarecrow."But the question is, do we want to go where the path does?""It's underground; right inside the mountain,"said Ojo, peering into the dark hole."perhaps there's a well there; and, if there is, it's sure to be a dark one.""Why, that's true enough!" cried Dorothy with eagerness."Let's go in, Scarecrow; 'cause, if others have gone, we're pretty safe to go, too."Toto looked in and barked, but he did not venture to enter until the Scarecrow had bravely gone first.Scraps followed closely after the straw man and then Ojo and Dorothy timidly stepped inside the tunnel.As soon as all of them had passed the big rock, it slowly turned and filled up the opening again; but now they were no longer in the dark, for a soft, rosy light enabled them to see around them quite distinctly.
It was only a passage, wide enough for two of them to walk abreast--with Toto in between them--and it had a high, arched roof.They could not see where the light which flooded the place so pleasantly came from, for there were no lamps anywhere visible.The passage ran straight for a little way and then made a bend to the right and another sharp turn to the left, after which it went straight again.But there were no side passages, so they could not lose their way.
After proceeding some distance, Toto, who had gone on ahead, began to bark loudly.They ran around a bend to see what was the matter and found a man sitting on the floor of the passage and leaning his back against the wall.
He had probably been asleep before Toto's barks aroused him, for he was now rubbing his eyes and staring at the little dog with all his might.
There was something about this man that Toto objected to, and when he slowly rose to his foot they saw what it was.He had but one leg, set just below the middle of his round, fat body; but it was a stout leg and had a broad, flat foot at the bottom of it, on which the man seemed to stand very well.He had never had but this one leg, which looked something like a pedestal, and when Toto ran up and made a grab at the man's ankle he hopped first one way and then another in a very active manner, looking so frightened that Scraps laughed aloud.
Toto was usually a well behaved dog, but this time he was angry and snapped at the man's leg again and again.This filled the poor fellow with fear, and in hopping out of Toto's reach he suddenly lost his balance and tumbled heel over head upon the floor.When he sat up he kicked Toto on the nose and made the dog howl angrily, but Dorothy now ran forward and caught Toto's collar, holding him back.
"Do you surrender?" she asked the man.
"Who? Me?" asked the Hopper.
"Yes; you," said the little girl.
"Am I captured?" he inquired.
"Of course.My dog has captured you," she said.
"Well," replied the man, "if I'm captured I must surrender, for it's the proper thing to do.I like to do everything proper, for it saves one a lot of trouble.""It does, indeed," said Dorothy."Please tell us who you are.
"I'm Hip Hopper--Hip Hopper, the Champion.""Champion what?" she asked in surprise.
"Champion wrestler.I'm a very strong man, and that ferocious animal which you are so kindly holding is the first living thing that has ever conquered me.""And you are a Hopper?" she continued.
"Yes.My people live in a great city not far from here.Would you like to visit it?""I'm not sure," she said with hesitation."Have you any dark wells in your city?""I think not.We have wells, you know, hut they're all well lighted, and a well lighted well cannot well be a dark well.But there may be such a thing as a very dark well in the Horner Country, which is a black spot on the face of the earth.""Where is the Horner Country?" Ojo inquired.
"The other side of the mountain.There's a fence between the Hopper Country and the Horner Country, and a gate in the fence; but you can't pass through just now, because we are at war with the Horners.""That's too bad," said the Scarecrow."What seems to be the trouble?""Why, one of them made a very insulting remark about my people.He said we were lacking in understanding, because we had only one leg to a person.I can't see that legs have anything to do with understanding things.The Homers each have two legs, just as you have.That's one leg too many, it seems to me.""No," declared Dorothy, "it's just the right number.""You don't need them," argued the Hopper, obstinately."You've only one head, and one body, and one nose and mouth.Two legs are quite unnecessary, and they spoil one's shape.""But how can you walk, with only one leg?" asked Ojo.
"Walk! Who wants to walk?" exclaimed the man.
"Walking is a terribly awkward way to travel.Ihop, and so do all my people.It's so much more graceful and agreeable than walking.""I don't agree with you," said the Scarecrow.
"But tell me, is there any way to get to the Horner Country without going through the city of the Hoppers?""Yes; there is another path from the rocky lowlands, outside the mountain, that leads straight to the entrance of the Horner Country.
But it's a long way around, so you'd better come with me.Perhaps they will allow you to go through the gate; but we expect to conquer them this afternoon, if we get time, and then you may go and come as you please."They thought it best to take the Hopper's advice, and asked him to lead the way.This he did in a series of hops, and he moved so swiftly in this strange manner that those with two legs had to run to keep up with him.
