beast

Little Toto, now that he had an enemy to face, ran barking toward the Lion, and the great beast had opened his mouth to bite the dog, when Dorothy, fearing Toto would be killed, and heedless of danger, rushed forward and slapped the Lion upon his nose as hard as she could, while she cried out:

You ought to be ashamed of yourself, a big beast like you, to bite a poor little dog!”

“What makes you a coward?” asked Dorothy, looking at the great beast in wonder, for he was as big as a small horse.

The Scarecrow sat upon the Lion’s back, and the big beast walked to the edge of the gulf and crouched down.