The body of the Woggle-Bug was rather flat, and judging from what could be seen of it was of a glistening dark brown color upon the back, while the front was striped with alternate bands of light brown and white, blending together at the edges.
What he saw was a great, round, buglike body supported upon two slender legs which ended in delicate feet - the toes curling upward. Tip had not yet taken his eyes off this wonderful personage. "How very peculiar" said the Tin Woodman. "Dear me" ejaculated the Pumpkinhead, staring somewhat intently. "To be more explicit, the initials mean that I am Thoroughly Educated." "Those letters express my degree," answered the Woggle-Bug, with a condescending smile. "It affords me great pleasure to surprise people for surely I cannot be classed with ordinary insects and am entitled to both curiosity and admiration from those I meet." "Do not apologize, I beg of you" returned the Woggle-Bug, earnestly. Tip's eyes were round and wondering, and the Saw-Horse uttered a sigh and turned away its head. Does it not occur to you that I am several thousand times greater than any Woggle-Bug you ever saw before? Therefore it is plainly evident that I am Highly Magnified, and there is no good reason why you should doubt the fact." "Sir," said the Woggle-Bug, "I take you for a gentleman of judgment and discernment. "And are you, in truth, highly magnified?"
"Oh, I see." The Scarecrow viewed the stranger critically.
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