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 what he was doing until a tiny grey mouse leaped from his bosom to the floor and scampered away between the feet of the Army of Revolt。 Another mouse quickly followed; then another and another; in rapid succession。 And suddenly such a scream of terror went up from the Army that it might easily have filled the stoutest heart with consternation。
  The flight that ensued turned to a stampede; and the stampede to a panic。
  For while the startled mice rushed wildly about the room the Scarecrow had only time to note a whirl of skirts and a twinkling of feet as the girls disappeared from the palace … pushing and crowding one another in their mad efforts to escape。
  The Queen; at the first alarm; stood up on the cushions of the throne and began to dance frantically upon her tiptoes。 Then a mouse ran up the cushions; and with a terrified leap poor Jinjur shot clear over the head of the Scarecrow and escaped through an archway … never pausing in her wild career until she had reached the city gates。
  So; in less time than I can explain; the throne room was deserted by all save the Scarecrow and his friends; and the Woggle…Bug heaved a deep sigh of relief as he exclaimed: 〃Thank goodness; we are saved!〃
  〃For a time; yes;〃 answered the Tin Woodman。 〃But the enemy will soon return; I fear。〃
  〃Let us bar all the entrances to the palace!〃 said the Scarecrow。 〃Then we shall have time to think what is best to be done。〃 So all except Jack Pumpkinhead; who was still tied fast to the Saw…Horse; ran to the various entrances of the royal palace and closed the heavy doors; bolting and locking them securely。 Then; knowing that the Army of Revolt could not batter down the barriers in several days; the adventurers gathered once more in the throne room for a council of war。
  
  
   The Scarecrow Takes Time to Think
  
  〃It seems to me;〃 began the Scarecrow; when all were again assembled in the throne room; 〃that the girl Jinjur is quite right in claiming to be Queen。 And if she is right; then I am wrong; and we have no business to be occupying her palace。〃
  〃But you were the King until she came;〃 said the Woggle…Bug; strutting up and down with his hands in his pockets; 〃so it appears to me that she is the interloper instead of you。〃
  〃Especially as we have just conquered her and put her to flight;〃 added the Pumpkinhead; as he raised his hands to turn his face toward the Scarecrow。
  〃Have we really conquered her?〃 asked the Scarecrow; quietly。 〃Look out of the window; and tell me what you see。〃 Tip ran to the window and looked out。
  〃The palace is surrounded by a double row of girl soldiers;〃 he announced。
  〃I thought so;〃 returned the Scarecrow。 〃We are as truly their prisoners as we were before the mice frightened them from the palace。〃
  〃My friend is right;〃 said Nick Chopper; who had been polishing his breast with a bit of chamois…leather。
  〃Jinjur is still the Queen; and we are her prisoners。〃
  〃But I hope she cannot get at us;〃 exclaimed the Pumpkinhead; with a shiver of fear。 〃She threatened to make tarts of me; you know。〃
  〃Don't worry;〃 said the Tin Woodman。 〃It cannot matter greatly。 If you stay shut up here you will spoil in time; anyway。 A good tart is far more admirable than a decayed intellect。〃
  〃Very true;〃 agreed the Scarecrow。
  〃Oh; dear!〃 moaned Jack; 〃what an unhappy lot is mine! Why; dear father; did you not make me out of tin …or even out of straw … so that I would keep indefinitely。〃
  〃Shucks!〃 returned Tip; indignantly。 〃You ought to be glad that I made you at all。〃 Then he added; reflectively; 〃everything has to e to an end; some time。〃
  〃But I beg to remind you;〃 broke in the Woggle…Bug; who had a distressed look in his bulging; round eyes; 〃that this terrible Queen Jinjur suggested making a goulash of me … Me! the only Highly Magnified and Thoroughly Educated Woggle…Bug in the wide; wide world!〃
  〃I think it was a brilliant idea;〃 remarked the Scarecrow; approvingly。
  〃Don't you imagine he would make a better soup?〃 asked the Tin Woodman; turning toward his friend。
  〃Well; perhaps;〃 acknowledged the Scarecrow。
  The Woggle…Bug groaned。
  〃I can see; in my mind's eye;〃 said he; mournfully; 〃the goats eating small pieces of my dear rade; the Tin Woodman; while my soup is being cooked on a bonfire built of the Saw…Horse and Jack Pumpkinhead's body; and Queen Jinjur watches me boil while she feeds the flames with my friend the Scarecrow!〃 This morbid picture cast a gloom over the entire party; making them restless and anxious。
  〃It can't happen for some time;〃 said the Tin Woodman; trying to speak cheerfully; 〃for we shall be able to keep Jinjur out of the palace until she manages to break down the doors。〃
  〃And in the meantime I am liable to starve to death; and so is the Woggle… Bug;〃 announced Tip。
  〃As for me;〃 said the Woggle…Bug; 〃I think that I could live for some time on Jack Pumpkinhead。 Not that I prefer pumpkins for food; but I believe they are somewhat nutritious; and Jack's head is large and plump。〃
  〃How heartless!〃 exclaimed the Tin Woodman; greatly shocked。 〃Are we cannibals; let me ask? Or are we faithful friends?〃
  〃I see very clearly that we cannot stay shut up in this palace;〃 said the Scarecrow; with decision。 〃So let us end this mournful talk and try to discover a means to escape。〃 At this suggestion they all gathered eagerly around the throne; wherein was seated the Scarecrow; and as Tip sat down upon a stool there fell from his pocket a pepper…box; which rolled upon the floor。
  〃What is this?〃 asked Nick Chopper; picking up the box。
  〃Be careful!〃 cried the boy。 〃That's my Powder of Life。 Don't spill it; for it is nearly gone。〃
  〃And what is the Powder of Life?〃 enquired the Scarecrow; as Tip replaced the box carefully in his pocket。
  〃It's some magical stuff old Mombi got from a crooked sorcerer;〃 explained the boy。 〃She brought Jack to life with it; and afterward I used it to bring the Saw…Horse to life。 I guess it will make anything live that is sprinkled with it; but there's only about one dose left。〃
  〃Then it is very precious;〃 said the Tin Woodman。
  〃Indeed it is;〃 agreed the Scarecrow。 〃It may prove our best means of escape from our difficulties。 I believe I will think for a few minutes; so I will thank you; friend Tip; to get out your knife and rip this heavy crown from my forehead。〃 Tip soon cut the stitches that had fastened the crown to the Scarecrow's head; and the former monarch of the Emerald City removed it with a sigh of relief and hung it on a peg beside the throne。
  〃That is my last memento of royalty〃 said he; 〃and I'm glad to get rid of it。 The former King of this City; who was named Pastoria; lost the crown to the Wonderful Wizard; who passed it on to me。 Now the girl Jinjur claims it; and I sincerely hope it will not give her a headache。〃
  〃A kindly thought; which I greatly admire;〃 said the Tin Woodman; nodding approvingly。
  〃And now I will indulge in a quiet think;〃 continued the Scarecrow; lying back in the throne。
  The others remained as silent and still as possible; so as not to disturb him; for all had great confidence in the extraordinary brains of the Scarecrow。
  And; after what seemed a very long time indeed to the anxious watchers; the thinker sat up; looked upon his friends with his most whimsical expression; and said: 〃My brains work beautifully today。 I'm quite proud of them。 Now; listen! If we attempt to escape through the doors of the palace we shall surely be captured。 And; as we can't escape through the ground; there is only one other thing to be done。 We must escape through the air!〃 He paused to note the effect of these words; but all his hearers seemed puzzled and unconvinced。
  〃The Wonderful Wizard escaped in a balloon;〃 he continued。 〃We don't know how to make a balloon; of course; but any sort of thing that can fly through the air can carry us easily。 So I suggest that my friend the Tin Woodman; who is a skillful mechanic; shall build some sort of a machine; with good strong wings; to carry us; and our friend Tip can then bring the Thing to life with his magical powder。〃
  〃Bravo!〃 cried Nick 

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