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18. The Magic of the Wizard
"Grow—grow—grow!"hesaidtothepincers,andatoncetheygrewandextendeduntiltheyreachedfromtherafttotheprisoners.
"Whatareyougoingtodonow?"demandedCap’nBill,fearfullyeyeingthepincers.
"Thismagictoolwillpullyouup,rootsandall,andlandyouonthisraft,"declaredtheWizard.
"Don’tdoit!"pleadedthesailor,withashudder."Itwouldhurtusawfully."
"Itwouldbejustlikepullingteethtopullusupbytheroots,"explainedTrot.
"Growsmall!"saidtheWizardtothepincers,andatoncetheybecamesmallandhethrewthemintotheblackbag.
"Iguess,friends,it’sallupwithus,thistime,"remarkedCap’nBill,withadismalsigh.
"PleasetellOzma,Dorothy,"saidTrot,"thatwegotintotroubletryingtogetheranicebirthdaypresent.Thenshe’llforgiveus.TheMagicFlowerislovelyandwonderful,butit’sjustaluretocatchfolksonthisdreadfulislandandthendestroythem.You’llhaveanicebirthdayparty,withoutus,I’msure;andIhope,Dorothy,thatnoneofyouintheEmeraldCitywillforgetme—ordearol’Cap’nBill."