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"I understand," said Dorothy, nodding her little head wisely.
"For the reason that we often steal his treasures," continued Ozma,
"the Ruler of the Underground World is not fond of those who live upon
the earth's surface, and never appears among us. If we wish to see
King Roquat of the Rocks, we must visit his own country, where he is
all powerful, and therefore it will be a dangerous undertaking."
"But, for the sake of the poor prisoners," said Dorothy, "we ought to
do it."
"We shall do it," replied the Scarecrow, "although it requires a lot
of courage for me to go near to the furnaces of the Nome King. For I
am only stuffed with straw, and a single spark of fire might destroy
me entirely."
"The furnaces may also melt my tin," said the Tin Woodman;
"but I am going."
"I can't bear heat," remarked the Princess Langwidere, yawning lazily,
"so I shall stay at home. But I wish you may have success in your
undertaking, for I am heartily tired of ruling this stupid kingdom,
and I need more leisure in which to admire my beautiful heads."
"We do not need you," said Ozma. "For, if with the aid of my brave
followers I cannot accomplish my purpose, then it would be useless for
you to undertake the journey."
"Quite true," sighed the Princess. "So, if you'll excuse me, I will
now retire to my cabinet. I've worn this head quite awhile, and I
want to change it for another."
When she had left them (and you may be sure no one was sorry to see
her go) Ozma said to Tiktok:
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