with Bill's name edited back properly in all but Dorothy's Gender Crisis⢠dialogue.
Something seemed to be wrong in the chicken house, and when Dorothy looked through the slats in the door she saw a group of hens and roosters huddled in one corner and watching what appeared to be a whirling ball of feathers. It bounded here and there about the chicken house, and at first Dorothy could not tell what it was, while the screeching of the chickens nearly deafened her.
But suddenly the bunch of feathers stopped whirling, and then, to her amazement, the girl saw Bill crouching upon the prostrate form of a speckled rooster. For an instant they both remained motionless, and then the yellow hen shook her wings to settle the feathers and walked toward the door with a strut of proud defiance and a cluck of victory, while the speckled rooster limped away to the group of other chickens, trailing his crumpled plumage in the dust as he went.
"Why, Billina!" cried Dorothy, in a shocked voice; "have you been fighting?"
"I really think I have," retorted Bill. "Do you think I'd let that speckled villain of a rooster lord it over me, and claim to run this chicken house, as long as I'm able to peck and scratch? Not if my name is Bill!"
"It isn't Bill, it's Billina; and you're talking slang, which is very undig'n'fied," said Dorothy, reprovingly. "Come here, Billina, and I'll let you out; for Ozma of Oz is here, and has set us free."
So the yellow hen came to the door, which Dorothy unlatched for her to pass through, and the other chickens silently watched them from their corner without offering to approach nearer.
The girl lifted her friend in her arms and exclaimed:
"Oh, Billina! how dreadful you look. You've lost a lot of feathers, and one of your eyes is nearly pecked out, and your comb is bleeding!"
"That's nothing," said Bill. "Just look at the speckled rooster! Didn't I do him up brown?"
[ID: A painted illustration from the book Ozma of Oz (1907), showing Dorothy Gale kneeling on the ground reproachfully in front of Bill the Yellow Hen, whose feathers are all out of place from fighting a rooster. Dorothy is scolding her, and wears a white knee-length dress with little black polka dots, and a large red ribbon in her hair. Bill the chicken is almost solid golden yellow, except for her red comb and wattle. Behind them is a brown stone castle rising out of the side of a mountain, with windy blue skies above. End ID.]
I know there have to be research papers out there about Bill and gender nonconformity.