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"
What
is
Tiktok
doing
now
?
"
asked
the
girl
,
uneasily
.
"
Nothing
,
"
replied
the
King
,
with
a
frown
.
"
He
is
standing
perfectly
still
,
in
the
middle
of
a
room
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
expect
he
’
s
run
down
,
"
said
Dorothy
.
"
I
forgot
to
wind
him
up
this
morning
.
How
many
guesses
has
he
made
?
"
"
All
that
he
is
allowed
except
one
,
"
answered
the
King
.
"
Suppose
you
go
in
and
wind
him
up
,
and
then
you
can
stay
there
and
make
your
own
guesses
.
"
"
All
right
,
"
said
Dorothy
.
"
It
is
my
turn
next
,
"
declared
the
Scarecrow
.
"
Why
,
you
don
’
t
want
to
go
away
and
leave
me
all
alone
,
do
you
?
"
asked
the
girl
.
"
Besides
,
if
I
go
now
I
can
wind
up
Tiktok
,
so
that
he
can
make
his
last
guess
.
"
"
Very
well
,
then
,
"
said
the
Scarecrow
,
with
a
sigh
.
"
Run
along
,
little
Dorothy
,
and
may
good
luck
go
with
you
!
"
So
Dorothy
,
trying
to
be
brave
in
spite
of
her
fears
,
passed
through
the
doorway
into
the
gorgeous
rooms
of
the
palace
.
The
stillness
of
the
place
awed
her
,
at
first
,
and
the
child
drew
short
breaths
,
and
pressed
her
hand
to
her
heart
,
and
looked
all
around
with
wondering
eyes
.
Yes
,
it
was
a
beautiful
place
;
but
enchantments
lurked
in
every
nook
and
corner
,
and
she
had
not
yet
grown
accustomed
to
the
wizardries
of
these
fairy
countries
,
so
different
from
the
quiet
and
sensible
common
-
places
of
her
own
native
land
.
