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Dorothy
,
just
above
him
,
could
keep
silent
no
longer
.
"
Here
I
am
!
"
she
shouted
,
as
loudly
as
she
could
.
"
Here
’
s
Dorothy
!
"
"
Dorothy
who
?
"
asked
the
Scarecrow
,
tipping
his
head
to
look
upward
until
he
nearly
lost
his
balance
and
tumbled
over
backward
.
"
Dorothy
Gale
,
of
course
.
Your
friend
from
Kansas
,
"
she
answered
.
"
Why
,
hello
,
Dorothy
!
"
said
the
Scarecrow
.
"
What
in
the
world
are
you
doing
up
there
?
"
"
Nothing
,
"
she
called
down
,
"
because
there
’
s
nothing
to
do
.
Save
me
,
my
friend
-
-
save
me
!
"
"
You
seem
to
be
quite
safe
now
,
"
replied
the
Scarecrow
.
"
But
I
’
m
a
prisoner
.
I
’
m
locked
in
,
so
that
I
can
’
t
get
out
,
"
she
pleaded
.
"
That
’
s
all
right
,
"
said
the
Scarecrow
.
"
You
might
be
worse
off
,
little
Dorothy
.
Just
consider
the
matter
.
You
can
’
t
get
drowned
,
or
be
run
over
by
a
Wheeler
,
or
fall
out
of
an
apple
-
tree
.
Some
folks
would
think
they
were
lucky
to
be
up
there
.
"
"
Well
,
I
don
’
t
,
"
declared
the
girl
,
"
and
I
want
to
get
down
immed
’
i
’
tly
and
see
you
and
the
Tin
Woodman
and
the
Cowardly
Lion
.
