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"
Where
did
you
get
it
?
"
asked
the
yellow
hen
,
closely
examining
the
toy
with
her
bright
eyes
.
"
Why
,
I
picked
it
up
in
the
Nome
King
’
s
palace
,
while
Dorothy
was
making
her
guesses
,
and
I
put
it
in
my
pocket
,
"
answered
the
little
Prince
.
Billina
laughed
;
or
at
least
she
made
the
peculiar
cackle
that
served
her
for
a
laugh
.
"
No
wonder
I
couldn
’
t
find
the
Tin
Woodman
,
"
she
said
;
"
and
no
wonder
the
magic
belt
didn
’
t
make
him
appear
,
or
the
King
couldn
’
t
find
him
,
either
!
"
"
What
do
you
mean
?
"
questioned
Dorothy
.
"
Why
,
the
Prince
had
him
in
his
pocket
,
"
cried
Billina
,
cackling
again
.
"
I
did
not
!
"
protested
little
Evring
.
"
I
only
took
the
whistle
.
"
"
Well
,
then
,
watch
me
,
"
returned
the
hen
,
and
reaching
out
a
claw
she
touched
the
whistle
and
said
"
Ev
.
"
Swish
!
"
Good
afternoon
,
"
said
the
Tin
Woodman
,
taking
off
his
funnel
cap
and
bowing
to
Dorothy
and
the
Prince
.
"
I
think
I
must
have
been
asleep
for
the
first
time
since
I
was
made
of
tin
,
for
I
do
not
remember
our
leaving
the
Nome
King
.
"
