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"
I
love
ornaments
,
"
said
he
,
"
but
I
can
wait
until
tomorrow
to
get
more
of
them
;
so
,
as
soon
as
that
stupid
private
is
transformed
,
we
will
all
go
to
bed
and
leave
the
job
to
be
finished
in
the
morning
.
"
"
Is
it
so
very
late
?
"
asked
Dorothy
.
"
Why
,
it
is
after
midnight
,
"
said
the
King
,
"
and
that
strikes
me
as
being
late
enough
.
There
is
neither
night
nor
day
in
my
kingdom
,
because
it
is
under
the
earth
’
s
surface
,
where
the
sun
does
not
shine
.
But
we
have
to
sleep
,
just
the
same
as
the
up
-
stairs
people
do
,
and
for
my
part
I
’
m
going
to
bed
in
a
few
minutes
.
"
Indeed
,
it
was
not
long
after
this
that
the
private
made
his
last
guess
.
Of
course
he
guessed
wrongly
,
and
of
course
he
at
once
became
an
ornament
.
So
the
King
was
greatly
pleased
,
and
clapped
his
hands
to
summon
his
Chief
Steward
.
"
Show
these
guests
to
some
of
the
sleeping
apartments
,
"
he
commanded
,
"
and
be
quick
about
it
,
too
,
for
I
’
m
dreadfully
sleepy
myself
.
"
"
You
’
ve
no
business
to
sit
up
so
late
,
"
replied
the
Steward
,
gruffly
.
"
You
’
ll
be
as
cross
as
a
griffin
tomorrow
morning
.
"
His
Majesty
made
no
answer
to
this
remark
,
and
the
Chief
Steward
led
Dorothy
through
another
doorway
into
a
long
hall
,
from
which
several
plain
but
comfortable
sleeping
rooms
opened
.
The
little
girl
was
given
the
first
room
,
and
the
Scarecrow
and
Tiktok
the
next
-
-
although
they
never
slept
-
-
and
the
Lion
and
the
Tiger
the
third
.
The
Sawhorse
hobbled
after
the
Steward
into
a
fourth
room
,
to
stand
stiffly
in
the
center
of
it
until
morning
.
Each
night
was
rather
a
bore
to
the
Scarecrow
,
Tiktok
and
the
Sawhorse
;
but
they
had
learned
from
experience
to
pass
the
time
patiently
and
quietly
,
since
all
their
friends
who
were
made
of
flesh
had
to
sleep
and
did
not
like
to
be
disturbed
.
When
the
Chief
Steward
had
left
them
alone
the
Scarecrow
remarked
,
sadly
:
"
I
am
in
great
sorrow
over
the
loss
of
my
old
comrade
,
the
Tin
Woodman
.
We
have
had
many
dangerous
adventures
together
,
and
escaped
them
all
,
and
now
it
grieves
me
to
know
he
has
become
an
ornament
,
and
is
lost
to
me
forever
.
"
