The Royal Book of Oz


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of the street. So down the center marched the three, feeling--as the  
Cowardly Lion put it--exactly like a circus.  
"Stop! Names, please!" The Fix next to the center put up his knife  
commandingly. Sir Hokus stepped forward with a bow:  
"
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Princess Dorothy of Oz, the Cowardly Lion of Oz."  
And Sir Hokus of Pokes," roared the Lion as the Knight modestly stepped  
back without announcing himself.  
"Sir Pokus of Hoax, Howardly Kion of Boz, and Little Girl Beginning with D,"  
bellowed the Fix, "meet His Royal Highness, King Fix It, and the noble  
Fixitives."  
"Little Girl Beginning with D! That's too long," complained the King, who,  
with the exception of his crown, looked like all the rest of them, "I'll leave out  
the middle. What do you want, Little With D?"  
"My name is Dorothy, and if your Highness could give us some dinner and  
tell us something about the Scarecrow and--"  
"
One thing at a time, please," said the King reprovingly. "What does Poker  
want, and Boz? Have they anything to spend?"  
"
Only the night, an' it please your Gracious Highness," said Sir Hokus with  
his best bow.  
"It doesn't please me especially," said the King, taking a sip of water. "And  
there! You've brought up another question. How do you want to spend it?"  
He folded his hands helplessly on the table and looked appealingly at the Fix  
next to him. "How am I to settle all these questions, Sticken? First they  
come running around like crazy chairs, and--"  
"You might ring for a settle," suggested Sticken, looking curiously at Sir  
Hokus. The King leaned back with a sigh of relief, then touched a bell. There  
were at least twenty bells set on a high post at his right hand, and all of the  
Fixes seemed to have similar bell posts.  
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He's talking perfect nonsense," said Dorothy angrily. The Cowardly Lion  
began to roll his eyes ominously.  
"
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Let me handle this, my dear. I'm used to Kings," whispered Sir Hokus.  
Most of 'em talk nonsense. But if he grows wroth, we'll have all the  
furniture in the place around our ears. Now just--"  
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