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There!" exclaimed the King; "I expected that would happen. The conceited
rascal wanted to puff himself up until he was bigger than the rest of you,
and this is the result of his folly. Get the pump working, some of you, and
blow him up again."
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We will have to mend the puncture first, your Majesty," suggested one of
the Loons, and the prisoners noticed that none of them seemed surprised or
shocked at the sad accident to Panta.
"All right," grumbled the King. "Fetch Til to mend him."
One or two ran away and presently returned, followed by a lady Loon
wearing huge, puffed-up rubber skirts. Also she had a purple feather
fastened to a wart on the top of her head, and around her waist was a sash
of fibre-like vines, dried and tough, that looked like strings.
"Get to work, Til," commanded King Bal. "Panta has just exploded."
The lady Loon picked up the bunch of skin and examined it carefully until
she discovered a hole in one foot. Then she pulled a strand of string from
her sash, and drawing the edges of the hole together, she tied them fast with
the string, thus making one of those curious warts which the strangers had
noticed on so many Loons. Having done this, Til Loon tossed the bit of skin
to the other Loons and was about to go away when she noticed the prisoners
and stopped to inspect them.
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Dear me!" said Til; "what dreadful creatures. Where did they come from?"
We captured them," replied one of the Loons.
And what are we going to do with them?" inquired the girl Loon.
Perhaps we'll condemn 'em and puncture 'em," answered the King.
Well," said she, still eyeing the "I'm not sure they'll puncture. Let's try it,
and see."
One of the Loons ran to the forest's edge and quickly returned with a long,
sharp thorn. He glanced at the King, who nodded his head in assent, and
then he rushed forward and stuck the thorn into the leg of the Scarecrow.
The Scarecrow merely smiled and said nothing, for the thorn didn't hurt him
at all.
Then the Loon tried to prick the Tin Woodman's leg, but the tin only blunted
the point of the thorn.
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