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"
Never
mind
that
,
Dorothy
.
I
’
m
going
.
I
won
’
t
say
good
-
bye
,
because
I
’
m
coming
back
.
Keep
up
your
courage
,
for
I
’
ll
see
you
a
little
later
.
"
Then
Billina
gave
several
loud
"
cluck
-
clucks
"
that
seemed
to
make
the
fat
little
King
MORE
nervous
than
ever
,
and
marched
through
the
entrance
into
the
enchanted
palace
.
"
I
hope
I
’
ve
seen
the
last
of
THAT
bird
,
"
declared
the
monarch
,
seating
himself
again
in
his
throne
and
mopping
the
perspiration
from
his
forehead
with
his
rock
-
colored
handkerchief
.
"
Hens
are
bothersome
enough
at
their
best
,
but
when
they
can
talk
they
’
re
simply
dreadful
.
"
"
Billina
’
s
my
friend
,
"
said
Dorothy
quietly
.
"
She
may
not
always
be
’
zactly
polite
;
but
she
MEANS
well
,
I
’
m
sure
.
"
The
yellow
hen
,
stepping
high
and
with
an
air
of
vast
importance
,
walked
slowly
over
the
rich
velvet
carpets
of
the
splendid
palace
,
examining
everything
she
met
with
her
sharp
little
eyes
.
Billina
had
a
right
to
feel
important
;
for
she
alone
shared
the
Nome
King
’
s
secret
and
knew
how
to
tell
the
objects
that
were
transformations
from
those
that
had
never
been
alive
.
She
was
very
sure
that
her
guesses
would
be
correct
,
but
before
she
began
to
make
them
she
was
curious
to
behold
all
the
magnificence
of
this
underground
palace
,
which
was
perhaps
one
of
the
most
splendid
and
beautiful
places
in
any
fairyland
.
As
she
went
through
the
rooms
she
counted
the
purple
ornaments
;
and
although
some
were
small
and
hidden
in
queer
places
,
Billina
spied
them
all
,
and
found
the
entire
ten
scattered
about
the
various
rooms
.
The
green
ornaments
she
did
not
bother
to
count
,
for
she
thought
she
could
find
them
all
when
the
time
came
.
Finally
,
having
made
a
survey
of
the
entire
palace
and
enjoyed
its
splendor
,
the
yellow
hen
returned
to
one
of
the
rooms
where
she
had
noticed
a
large
purple
footstool
.
She
placed
a
claw
upon
this
and
said
"
Ev
,
"
and
at
once
the
footstool
vanished
and
a
lovely
lady
,
tall
and
slender
and
most
beautifully
robed
,
stood
before
her
.
The
lady
’
s
eyes
were
round
with
astonishment
for
a
moment
,
for
she
could
not
remember
her
transformation
,
nor
imagine
what
had
restored
her
to
life
.
"
Good
morning
,
ma
’
am
,
"
said
Billina
,
in
her
sharp
voice
.
"
You
’
re
looking
quite
well
,
considering
your
age
.
"
