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Aunt
Em
was
greatly
relieved
to
find
this
town
"
neither
paper
nor
patch
-
work
,
"
and
the
only
surprising
thing
about
it
was
that
it
was
so
far
distant
from
all
other
towns
.
As
the
Sawhorse
drew
the
wagon
into
the
main
street
the
travelers
noticed
that
the
place
was
filled
with
people
,
standing
in
groups
and
seeming
to
be
engaged
in
earnest
conversation
.
So
occupied
with
themselves
were
the
inhabitants
that
they
scarcely
noticed
the
strangers
at
all
.
So
the
Wizard
stopped
a
boy
and
asked
:
"
Is
this
Rigmarole
Town
?
"
"
Sir
,
"
replied
the
boy
,
"
if
you
have
traveled
very
much
you
will
have
noticed
that
every
town
differs
from
every
other
town
in
one
way
or
another
and
so
by
observing
the
methods
of
the
people
and
the
way
they
live
as
well
as
the
style
of
their
dwelling
places
it
ought
not
to
be
a
difficult
thing
to
make
up
your
mind
without
the
trouble
of
asking
questions
whether
the
town
bears
the
appearance
of
the
one
you
intended
to
visit
or
whether
perhaps
having
taken
a
different
road
from
the
one
you
should
have
taken
you
have
made
an
error
in
your
way
and
arrived
at
some
point
where
-
-
"
"
Land
sakes
!
"
cried
Aunt
Em
,
impatiently
;
"
what
’
s
all
this
rigmarole
about
?
"
"
That
’
s
it
!
"
said
the
Wizard
,
laughing
merrily
.
"
It
’
s
a
rigmarole
because
the
boy
is
a
Rigmarole
and
we
’
ve
come
to
Rigmarole
Town
.
"
"
Do
they
all
talk
like
that
?
"
asked
Dorothy
,
wonderingly
.
"
He
might
have
said
’
yes
’
or
’
no
’
and
settled
the
question
,
"
observed
Uncle
Henry
.
"
Not
here
,
"
said
Omby
Amby
.
"
I
don
’
t
believe
the
Rigmaroles
know
what
’
yes
’
or
’
no
’
means
.
"
While
the
boy
had
been
talking
several
other
people
had
approached
the
wagon
and
listened
intently
to
his
speech
.
Then
they
began
talking
to
one
another
in
long
,
deliberate
speeches
,
where
many
words
were
used
but
little
was
said
.
