The Royal Book of Oz
Camel and Doubtful Dromedary,” said Dorothy. “And what a lot I have to tell Ozma! Let’s go straight to the Emerald City.”
“It’s quite a journey,” explained the Scarecrow to Sir Hokus, who was cleaning off his armor with a handful of straw.
“I go where Lady Dot goes,” replied the Knight, smiling affectionately at the little girl and straightening the ragged hair ribbon which he still wore on his arm.
“Don’t forget me, dear Karwan Bashi,” wheezed the Comfortable Camel, putting his head on the Knight’s shoulder.
“You’re a sentimental dunce Camy. I doubt whether they’ll take us at all!” The Doubtful Dromedary looked wistfully at Dorothy.
“Go to, now!” cried Sir Hokus, putting an arm around each long neck. “You’re just like two of the family!”
“It will be very comfortable to go to now,” sighed the camel.
“We’re all a big jolly family here,” said the Scare- crow, smiling brightly, “and Oz is the friendliest country in the world.
“Right,” said the Cowardly Lion, “but let’s get
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