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At
that
moment
the
doors
that
led
to
the
palace
flew
open
and
the
people
of
Ev
and
the
people
of
Oz
were
disclosed
to
view
.
They
paused
,
astonished
,
at
sight
of
the
warriors
and
the
angry
Nome
King
,
seated
in
their
midst
.
"
Surrender
!
"
cried
the
King
,
in
a
loud
voice
.
"
You
are
my
prisoners
.
"
"
Go
’
long
!
"
answered
Billina
,
from
the
Scarecrow
’
s
shoulder
.
"
You
promised
me
that
if
I
guessed
correctly
my
friends
and
I
might
depart
in
safety
.
And
you
always
keep
your
promises
.
"
"
I
said
you
might
leave
the
palace
in
safety
,
"
retorted
the
King
;
"
and
so
you
may
,
but
you
cannot
leave
my
dominions
.
You
are
my
prisoners
,
and
I
will
hurl
you
all
into
my
underground
dungeons
,
where
the
volcanic
fires
glow
and
the
molten
lava
flows
in
every
direction
,
and
the
air
is
hotter
than
blue
blazes
.
"
"
That
will
be
the
end
of
me
,
all
right
,
"
said
the
Scarecrow
,
sorrowfully
.
"
One
small
blaze
,
blue
or
green
,
is
enough
to
reduce
me
to
an
ash
-
heap
.
"
"
Do
you
surrender
?
"
demanded
the
King
.
Billina
whispered
something
in
the
Scarecrow
’
s
ear
that
made
him
smile
and
put
his
hands
in
his
jacket
pockets
.
"
No
!
"
returned
Ozma
,
boldly
answering
the
King
.
Then
she
said
to
her
army
:
"
Forward
,
my
brave
soldiers
,
and
fight
for
your
Ruler
and
yourselves
,
unto
death
!
"
