The cyclone had set the house down very gently–for a cyclone–in the midst of a country of marvelous beauty.
The whole crew were half suffocated as they were tossed helter-skelter into the white curdling cream of the squall.
His reference to the great games of which I had heard so much while among the Tharks convinced me that I had but jumped from purgatory into gehenna.
Toto did not really care whether he was in Kansas or the Land of Oz so long as Dorothy was with him; but he knew the little girl was unhappy, and that made him unhappy too.
Now the Wicked Witch had a great longing to have for her own the Silver Shoes which the girl always wore.