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Chapter Fourteen
"But how can we threaten a giant so far below use?" asked Ozma.
"Print a sign," directed Tik Tok calmly, "and low-er it down to him."
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"Tik Tok," cried the Scarecrow, rushing forward and embracing him impulsively, "your patent-actiond double-guaranteed brains are marvels. I couldn't have thought up a better plan myself."
Now off ran Scraps to fetch a huge piece of cardboard, and the Scarecrow for a paint brush, and Sir Hokus for a piece of rope.
"It's growing lighter," quavered Trot, looking to-
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