They traveled that day and part of the next until they came to the rocky plain where the Tin Woodman lay, all battered and bent. His axe was near him, but the blade was rusted and the handle broken off short. The Winkies lifted him tenderly in their arms, and carried him back to the Yellow Castle again, Dorothy shedding a few tears by the way at the sad plight of her old friend, and the Lion looking sober and sorry. When they reached the castle Dorothy said to the Winkies: 'Are any of your people tinsmiths?' 'Oh, yes. Some of us are very good tinsmiths,' they told her. 'Then bring them to me,' she said. And when the tinsmiths came, bringing with them all their tools in baskets, she inquired, 'Can you straighten out those dents in the Tin Woodman, and bend him back into shape again, and solder him together where he is broken?' The tinsmiths looked the Woodman over carefully and then answered that they thought they could mend him so he would be as good as ever.
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