The Road to Oz / Путешествие в Страну Оз. Книга для чтения на английском языке

The girl was no taller than Dorothy, although more slender; nor did she seem any older than our little heroine.

Suddenly she paused and abandoned the dance, as if for the first time observing the presence of strangers. As she faced them, shy as a frightened fawn, poised upon one foot as if to fly the next instant, Dorothy was astonished to see tears flowing from her violet eyes and trickling down her lovely rose-hued cheeks. That the dainty maiden should dance and weep at the same time was indeed surprising; so Dorothy asked in a soft, sympathetic voice:

“Are you unhappy, little girl?”

“Very!” was the reply; “I am lost.

“Why, so are we,” said Dorothy, smiling; “but we don’t cry about it.”

“Don’t you? Why not?”

“’cause I’ve been lost before, and always got found again,” answered Dorothy simply.

“But I’ve never been lost before,” murmured the dainty maiden, “and I’m worried and afraid.”

“You were dancing,” remarked Dorothy, in a puzzled tone of voice.

“Oh, that was just to keep warm,” explained the maiden, quickly. “It was not because I felt happy or gay, I assure you.”

Dorothy looked at her closely. Her gauzy flowing robes might not be very warm, yet the weather wasn’t at all chilly, but rather mild and balmy, like a spring day.

“Who are you, dear?” she asked, gently.

“I’m Polychrome,” was the reply.

“Polly whom?”

“Polychrome. I’m the Daughter of the Rainbow.

“Oh!” said Dorothy with a gasp; “I didn’t know the Rainbow had children. But I MIGHT have known it, before you spoke. You couldn’t really be anything else.”

“Why not?” inquired Polychrome, as if surprised.

“Because you’re so lovely and sweet.”

The little maiden smiled through her tears, came up to Dorothy, and placed her slender fingers in the Kansas girl’s chubby hand.

“You’ll be my friend – won’t you?” she said, pleadingly.

“Of course.”

“And what is your name?”

“I’m Dorothy; and this is my friend Shaggy Man, who owns the Love Magnet; and this is Button-Bright – only you don’t see him as he really is because the Fox-King carelessly changed his head into a fox head. But the real Button-Bright is good to look at, and I hope to get him changed back to himself, some time.”

The Rainbow’s Daughter nodded cheerfully, no longer afraid of her new companions.