The body of the chariot was decorated on
the outside with designs in clusters of sparkling emeralds, while
inside it was lined with a green and gold satin, and the cushions of
the seats were of green plush embroidered in gold with a crown,
underneath which was a monogram.
"Why, it's Ozma's own royal chariot!" exclaimed Dorothy.
"Yes," said the Cowardly Lion; "Ozma sent us to meet you here, for
she feared you would be weary with your long walk and she wished you
to enter the City in a style becoming your exalted rank."
"What!" cried Polly, looking at Dorothy curiously. "Do you belong to
the nobility?"
"Just in Oz I do," said the child, "'cause Ozma made me a Princess,
you know. But when I'm home in Kansas I'm only a country girl, and
have to help with the churning and wipe the dishes while Aunt Em
washes 'em. Do you have to help wash dishes on the rainbow, Polly?"
"No, dear," answered Polychrome, smiling.
"Well, I don't have to work any in Oz, either," said Dorothy. "It's
kind of fun to be a Princess once in a while; don't you think so?"
"Dorothy and Polychrome and Button-Bright are all to ride in the
chariot," said the Lion. "So get in, my dears, and be careful not to
mar the gold or put your dusty feet on the embroidery."
Button-Bright was delighted to ride behind such a superb team, and he
told Dorothy it made him feel like an actor in a circus.
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