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He
arose
and
took
Ozma
’
s
hand
,
leading
her
to
a
little
door
at
one
side
of
the
room
.
This
he
opened
and
they
stepped
out
upon
a
balcony
,
from
whence
they
obtained
a
wonderful
view
of
the
Underground
World
.
A
vast
cave
extended
for
miles
and
miles
under
the
mountain
,
and
in
every
direction
were
furnaces
and
forges
glowing
brightly
and
Nomes
hammering
upon
precious
metals
or
polishing
gleaming
jewels
.
All
around
the
walls
of
the
cave
were
thousands
of
doors
of
silver
and
gold
,
built
into
the
solid
rock
,
and
these
extended
in
rows
far
away
into
the
distance
,
as
far
as
Ozma
’
s
eyes
could
follow
them
.
While
the
little
maid
from
Oz
gazed
wonderingly
upon
this
scene
the
Nome
King
uttered
a
shrill
whistle
,
and
at
once
all
the
silver
and
gold
doors
flew
open
and
solid
ranks
of
Nome
soldiers
marched
out
from
every
one
.
So
great
were
their
numbers
that
they
quickly
filled
the
immense
underground
cavern
and
forced
the
busy
workmen
to
abandon
their
tasks
.
Although
this
tremendous
army
consisted
of
rock
-
colored
Nomes
,
all
squat
and
fat
,
they
were
clothed
in
glittering
armor
of
polished
steel
,
inlaid
with
beautiful
gems
.
Upon
his
brow
each
wore
a
brilliant
electric
light
,
and
they
bore
sharp
spears
and
swords
and
battle
-
axes
of
solid
bronze
.
It
was
evident
they
were
perfectly
trained
,
for
they
stood
in
straight
rows
,
rank
after
rank
,
with
their
weapons
held
erect
and
true
,
as
if
awaiting
but
the
word
of
command
to
level
them
upon
their
foes
.
"
This
,
"
said
the
Nome
King
,
"
is
but
a
small
part
of
my
army
.
No
ruler
upon
Earth
has
ever
dared
to
fight
me
,
and
no
ruler
ever
will
,
for
I
am
too
powerful
to
oppose
.
"
He
whistled
again
,
and
at
once
the
martial
array
filed
through
the
silver
and
gold
doorways
and
disappeared
,
after
which
the
workmen
again
resumed
their
labors
at
the
furnaces
.
Then
,
sad
and
discouraged
,
Ozma
of
Oz
turned
to
her
friends
,
and
the
Nome
King
calmly
reseated
himself
on
his
rock
throne
.
"
It
would
be
foolish
for
us
to
fight
,
"
the
girl
said
to
the
Tin
Woodman
.
"
For
our
brave
Twenty
-
Seven
would
be
quickly
destroyed
.
I
’
m
sure
I
do
not
know
how
to
act
in
this
emergency
.
"
