"That is true," agreed Dorothy; and then they
all looked thoughtful and wondered what could
be done.

"Why can't the man make us a raft?" asked Ojo.

"Will you?" inquired Dorothy, turning to the
Quadling.

The chubby man shook his head.

"I'm too lazy," he said. "My wife says I'm the
laziest man in all Oz, and she is a truthful
woman. I hate work of any kind, and making a raft
is hard work."

"I'll give you my em'rald ring," promised the
girl.

"No; I don't care for emeralds. If it were a
ruby, which is the color I like best, I might work
a little while."

"I've got some Square Meal Tablets," said the
Scarecrow. "Each one is the same as a dish of
soup, a fried fish, a mutton pot-pie, lobster
salad, charlotte russe and lemon jelly--all made
into one little tablet that you can swallow
without trouble."