Aunt Em sits near Dorothy’s bedside dorothy's bed.

Aunt Em: Do you want me to paint your face?

Dorothy nods: yes.

Aunt Em: Forehead...white.  Eyebrows...blue.  Cheeks...magenta...

Henery looks in though the slightly open-door.  He has been there for some moments, listening, unnoticed.  He moves away, silently.

Dorothy: What is magenta?

Aunt Em: It's a kind of pink.

Dorothy:  I wish...

Aunt Em: What precious?

Dorothy nods at Toto asleep at the foot of her hed and laughs through her tears.

Dorothy: I wish I could put my head on my paws and go to sleep like Toto.

Em strokes the little girl's forehead and smoothes the patchwork quilt over her.

Aunt Em: Soon you will....