The Royal Book of Oz


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That's right!" cried a voice from the crowd. "Let the Emperor be restored!"  
I guess it's all over," gulped the Scarecrow. "Give my love to Ozma and tell  
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her I tried to come back."  
In helpless terror, the little company watched the Gheewizard approach.  
One could fight real enemies, but magic! Even Sir Hokus, brave as he was,  
felt that nothing could be done.  
"One move and you shall be so many prunes," shrilled the angry old man,  
fixing the people from Oz with his wicked little eyes. The great room was so  
still you could have heard a pin drop. Even the Doubtful Dromedary had not  
the heart to doubt the wizard's power, but stood rigid as a statue.  
The wizard advanced slowly, holding the sealed vase carefully over his head.  
The poor Scarecrow regarded it with gloomy fascination. One more moment  
and he would be an old, old Silverman. Better to be lost forever! He held  
convulsively to Dorothy.  
As for Dorothy herself, she was trembling with fright and grief. When the  
Grand Gheewizard raised the vase higher and higher and made ready to  
hurl it at the Scarecrow, disregarding his dire threat she gave a shrill  
scream and threw up both hands.  
"
Great grandmothers!" gasped the Scarecrow, jumping to his feet. As  
Dorothy had thrown up her arms, the little parasol swinging at her wrist  
had jerked open. Up, up, up, and out through the broken skylight in the  
roof sailed the little Princess of Oz!  
The Grand Gheewizard, startled as anyone, failed to throw the vase. Every  
neck was craned upward, and everyone was gasping with astonishment.  
The oldest Prince, as usual, was the first to recover. "Don't stand staring like  
an idiot! Now's your chance!" he hissed angrily in the Gheewizard's ear.  
"I didn't come here to be harried and hurried by foreigners," sobbed the little  
man. "How is one to work magic when interrupted every other minute? I  
want my little dragon."  
"Oh, come on now, just throw it. I'll get you another dragon," begged the  
Prince, his hands trembling with excitement.  
In the face of this new disaster, the Scarecrow had forgotten all about the  
Gheewizard. He and the Cowardly Lion and Sir Hokus were running  
distractedly around the great throne trying to think up a way to rescue  
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