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 "Don't you mind." Dorothy patted his shoulder kindly. "Royalties are out of date and I'll bet the Professor's family tree was a milk weed!"

But the Scarecrow refused to be comforted and, long after the company had retired, he sat hunched sadly in his corner.

"I'll do it! I'll do it!" he exclaimed at last, rising unsteadily to his feet. Jellia Jamb, Ozma's little waiting maid, returning somewhat later to fetch a handkerchief her mistress had dropped, was surprised to see him running through the long hall.

"Why where are you going?" asked Jellia.

"To find my family tree!" said the Scarecrow darkly and, drawing himself up to his full height, he fell through the doorway.

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