Chapter 10: The Guardian of the Gate

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​⁠It was some time before the Cowardly Lion awakened, for he had lain among the poppies a long while, breathing in their deadly fragrance; but when he did open his eyes and roll off the truck he was very glad to find himself still alive.

“I ran as fast as I could,” he said, sitting down and yawning, “but the flowers were too strong for me. How did you get me out?”

Then they told him of the field mice,