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"
Help
,
help
!
"
screamed
the
King
,
clawing
with
his
fingers
at
the
egg
,
in
a
struggle
to
remove
it
.
"
An
egg
!
an
egg
!
Run
for
your
lives
!
"
shouted
the
captain
of
the
Nomes
,
in
a
voice
of
horror
.
And
how
they
DID
run
!
The
warriors
fairly
tumbled
over
one
another
in
their
efforts
to
escape
the
fatal
poison
of
that
awful
egg
,
and
those
who
could
not
rush
down
the
winding
stair
fell
off
the
balcony
into
the
great
cavern
beneath
,
knocking
over
those
who
stood
below
them
Even
while
the
King
was
still
yelling
for
help
his
throne
room
became
emptied
of
every
one
of
his
warriors
,
and
before
the
monarch
had
managed
to
clear
the
egg
away
from
his
left
eye
the
Scarecrow
threw
the
second
egg
against
his
right
eye
,
where
it
smashed
and
blinded
him
entirely
.
The
King
was
unable
to
flee
because
he
could
not
see
which
way
to
run
;
so
he
stood
still
and
howled
and
shouted
and
screamed
in
abject
fear
.
While
this
was
going
on
,
Billina
flew
over
to
Dorothy
,
and
perching
herself
upon
the
Lion
’
s
back
the
hen
whispered
eagerly
to
the
girl
:
"
Get
his
belt
!
Get
the
Nome
King
’
s
jeweled
belt
!
It
unbuckles
in
the
back
.
Quick
,
Dorothy
-
-
quick
!
"
Dorothy
obeyed
.
She
ran
at
once
behind
the
Nome
King
,
who
was
still
trying
to
free
his
eyes
from
the
egg
,
and
in
a
twinkling
she
had
unbuckled
his
splendid
jeweled
belt
and
carried
it
away
with
her
to
her
place
beside
the
Tiger
and
Lion
,
where
,
because
she
did
not
know
what
else
to
do
with
it
,
she
fastened
it
around
her
own
slim
waist
.
Just
then
the
Chief
Steward
rushed
in
with
a
sponge
and
a
bowl
of
water
,
and
began
mopping
away
the
broken
eggs
from
his
master
’
s
face
.
In
a
few
minutes
,
and
while
all
the
party
stood
looking
on
,
the
King
regained
the
use
of
his
eyes
,
and
the
first
thing
he
did
was
to
glare
wickedly
upon
the
Scarecrow
and
exclaim
:
"
I
’
ll
make
you
suffer
for
this
,
you
hay
-
stuffed
dummy
!
Don
’
t
you
know
eggs
are
poison
to
Nomes
?
"
"
Really
,
"
said
the
Scarecrow
,
"
they
DON
’
T
seem
to
agree
with
you
,
although
I
wonder
why
.
"
