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Goodness me!" exclaimed Dorothy in alarm. "This is the biggest steal I ever
heard of. Who do you think did it, Wizard?"
"
I've no idea," he answered. "But I have come to get my own bag of magic tools
and carry them to Glinda. She is so much more powerful than I that she may
be able to discover the truth by means of my magic quicker and better than I
could myself."
"
Hurry, then," said Dorothy, "for we've all gotten terr'bly worried."
The Wizard rushed away to his rooms but presently came back with a long,
sad face. "It's gone!" he said.
"
"
What's gone?" asked Scraps.
My black bag of magic tools. Someone must have stolen it!"
They looked at one another in amazement.
"
This thing is getting desperate," continued the Wizard. "All the magic that
belongs to Ozma or to Glinda or to me has been stolen."
"
Do you suppose Ozma could have taken them, herself, for some purpose?"
asked Betsy.
"
No indeed," declared the Wizard. "I suspect some enemy has stolen Ozma
and for fear we would follow and recapture her has taken all our magic away
from us."
"
How dreadful!" cried Dorothy. "The idea of anyone wanting to injure our dear
Ozma! Can't we do ANYthing to find her, Wizard?"
"
I'll ask Glinda. I must go straight back to her and tell her that my magic
tools have also disappeared. The good Sorceress will be greatly shocked, I
know."
With this, he jumped upon the back of the Sawhorse again, and the quaint
steed, which never tired, dashed away at full speed. The three girls were very
much disturbed in mind. Even the Patchwork Girl seemed to realize that a
great calamity had overtaken them all. Ozma was a fairy of considerable
power, and all the creatures in Oz as well as the three mortal girls from the
outside world looked upon her as their protector and friend. The idea of their
beautiful girl Ruler's being overpowered by an enemy and dragged from her
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