The Shattering of the Mirrors
"Now we can send the Mimics back to Mount Illuso at will," said Ozana
in answer to Dorothy's question. "All we need to do is shatter the
mirrors and the Mimics will return to their gloomy realm, banished
forever from Oz."
It was Ozma who followed Ozana's suggestion and brought about the
breaking of the mirrors. The dainty ruler lifted her wand and murmured
a fairy charm. Instantly every mirror in the Grand Ballroom shivered
and shattered with a vast, tinkling sound. Not one of the scores of
mirrors in the great chamber was left whole.
"It would be too bad," Ozana remarked, "to mar permanently the beauty
of your lovely ballroom." She lifted her wand, and while the onlookers
blinked the mirrors were whole again. In their gleaming depths was no
trace of the Mimic horde. The Grand Ballroom was as splendid as ever.
As it was now nearing noon, Ozma graciously invited Ozana to join her
and Glinda with Dorothy and the Wizard, Aunt Em, Trot, Cap'n Bill,
Betsy Bobbin, Button Bright, the Scarecrow, Scraps and others of her
friends for luncheon in the dining room of her own Royal Suite.
Dorothy and the Wizard related their adventures on Mount Illuso, and
then the Scarecrow tried to make clear to Ozma, Glinda and Dorothy and
the Wizard everything that had happened in the Emerald City during
their absence. Scraps helped him out, and Betsy Bobbin reminded him of
things he had forgotten, while Trot chimed in, and Button Bright wanted
to tell the story his way. There was such a chatter it was a wonder
Ozma and the rest understood anything.
Just as the meal was about to end, there was a knock on the door and
Uncle Henry breathlessly entered the room. After Aunt Em and Dorothy
had hugged and kissed Uncle Henry, Dorothy told him how she had got
back to the Emerald City. (He had read an account of the rest of her
adventures in Glinda's Great Book of Records the night before.) Scraps,
helped out by Aunt Em, filled in the details of what had happened in
the Palace since he and the Sawhorse had left.
When they had finished, Uncle Henry exhibited several sheets of paper
closely filled with writing. "Here's the whole story of the Mimics. I
copied everything the Great Book of Records had to say about 'em, and
then I left Glinda's Castle last night, travelin' all night long so as
to get here as early today as possible. But I guess," he concluded,
gazing ruefully at the papers he carried, "these ain't much use
anymore."
"Not one of us could have done better than you did, Uncle Henry," Ozma
consoled him. "Instead of regretting your trip," she added wisely,
"let us instead be grateful that there is no longer any need for us to
concern ourselves with what the Great Book of Records has to say about
the Mimics."
Glinda announced that she must return to her Castle in the Quadling
Country, from which she had been absent too long. Bidding good-bye to
all her friends, the Great Sorceress was transported in the twinkling
of an eye by her magic art to her far-away Castle.
With Glinda's departure the rest of Ozma's guests began to take their
leave, until finally the Girl Ruler was alone with only Dorothy and
Ozana.
Ozma had noticed that throughout the merry luncheon, Ozana had appeared
quiet and subdued, as though she were deeply occupied with thoughts of
her own.
"Tell me," Ozma said gently, taking Princess Ozana's hand in her own,
"is there something troubling you, my dear?"
With a smile, Ozana replied, "Yes, Ozma, there is. Truthfully, I
dread returning to lonely Mount Illuso. In the short time I have been
privileged to enjoy the companionship of Dorothy and the Wizard, and
the society of the Oz people here in the Emerald City, I have come to
realize more than ever what a terribly lonely life I lead on Mount
Illuso. And," she added, gazing affectionately at Dorothy, "I have
become very fond of little Dorothy. I shall be very sorry indeed to
leave her and all the rest of you for that forsaken mountain top."
Ozma laughed softly. "Everyone loves our Princess Dorothy. But,"
and the Little Ruler's expression grew serious as she continued,
"I sympathize with you, Ozana. Perhaps there is a way out of your
predicament. Is there any real reason why you should return to Mount
Illuso? The Mimics are harmless enough now. We can follow their actions
in the Magic Picture and the Great Book of Records. And you can use
your fairy powers to control the Mimics from the Land of Oz as easily
as you could from the top of Mount Illuso."
"You mean--?" exclaimed Ozana eagerly.
"That we would like nothing better than to have you make your home here
in the Land of Oz," said Ozma warmly. "Furthermore it is my belief
that through your long years of lonely vigil on Mount Illuso, and your
courageous rescue of the people of Oz from the Mimics, you have more
than earned a home in Oz."
"Oh, Ozma, thank you!" exclaimed Ozana. And then she added doubtfully,
"Do you think Queen Lurline will give her consent?"
"I see no reason why she should not," answered Ozma. "It so happens
that I am to speak with Queen Lurline within the hour. We made
arrangements to confer this afternoon on some important happenings in
the great outside world. During our conversation I will ask her about
your remaining in Oz."
"Thank you, Ozma," murmured Ozana. "I can't begin to tell you how
grateful I am."
"Now if you will excuse me," said Ozma, "I must prepare to establish
communication with Queen Lurline."
Arm in arm, Dorothy and Ozana made their way to Dorothy's rooms, where
they spent the next hour in conversation. Dorothy was well pleased with
the prospect of Ozana's making her home in Oz, for she believed the
Princess would be a delightful companion.
At last there came a gentle rap on the door, and Princess Ozma entered
Dorothy's room.
Ozana and Dorothy rose to their feet and looked questioningly at Ozma.
"It is all settled," the Girl Ruler announced with her brightest smile.
"Queen Lurline readily gave her consent. From this moment on, dear
cousin, you are no longer Ozana of Mount Illuso, but Ozana, Princess of
Oz."