L.Frank Baum. The marvelous land of Oz -
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Pumpkinhead was quick to notice this, and began to take more pains to step
carefully; so that he met with few accidents.
Tip led him along the path without stopping an instant. They could
not go very fast, but they walked steadily; and by the time the moon sank
away and the sun peeped over the hills they had travelled so great a
distance that the boy had no reason to fear pursuit from the old witch.
Moreover, he had turned first into one path, and then into another, so
that should anyone follow them it would prove very difficult to guess
which way they had gone, or where to seek them.
Fairly satisfied that he had escaped - for a time, at least - being
turned into a marble statue, the boy stopped his companion and seated
himself upon a rock by the roadside.
"Let's have some breakfast," he said.
Jack Pumpkinhead watched Tip curiously, but refused to join in the
repast. "I don't seem to be made the same way you are," he said.
"I know you are not," returned Tip; "for I made you."
"Oh! Did you?" asked Jack.
"Certainly. And put you together. And carved your eyes and nose and
ears and mouth," said Tip proudly. "And dressed you."
Jack looked at his body and limbs critically.
"It strikes me you made a very good job of it," he remarked.
"Just so-so," replied Tip, modestly; for he began to see certain
defects in the construction of his man. "If I'd known we were going to
travel together I might have been a little more particular."
"Why, then," said the Pumpkinhead, in a tone that expressed surprise,
"you must be my creator my parent my father!"
"Or your inventor," replied the boy with a laugh. "Yes, my son; I
really believe I am!"
"Then I owe you obedience," continued the man, "and you owe me -