"Oh, yes," replied the Tin Woodman, "I believe there are three, altogether."
The private now entered, saluting his officers and the royal Ozma very respectfully.
"What is your name, my man?" asked the girl.
"Omby Amby," answered the private.
"Then, Omby Amby," said she, "I promote you to be Captain General of all the armies of my kingdom, and especially to be Commander of my Body Guard at the royal palace."
"It is very expensive to hold so many offices," said the private, hesitating. "I have no money with which to buy uniforms."
"You shall be supplied from the royal treasury," said Ozma.
Then the private was given a seat at the table, where the other officers welcomed him cordially, and the feasting and merriment were resumed.
Suddenly Jellia Jamb exclaimed:
"There is nothing more to eat! The Hungry Tiger has consumed everything!"