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Chapter Fourteen

tractedly. "That's a palace on his head—an Emerald palace—Ozma's palace!"

"But how?" asked Scraps, her suspender button eyes almost dropping out. "He's nothing but a gnome. He's—"

Before Scraps could finish her sentence the palace began to tilt forward and they both fell upon their faces. Then the picture jerked loose and fell with a clattering slam on their heads, followed by such ornaments as had not already tumbled down before. Through it all Scraps held the candle high in air and

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