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"
Yes
,
indeed
I
do
,
"
replied
the
animal
,
stopping
her
sobs
and
removing
her
paws
from
her
face
to
look
at
the
little
girl
reproachfully
.
"
My
hands
will
get
all
sunburned
and
tanned
without
my
mittens
,
and
I
’
ve
worn
them
so
long
that
I
’
ll
probably
catch
cold
without
them
.
"
"
Nonsense
!
"
said
Dorothy
.
"
I
never
heard
of
any
kangaroo
wearing
mittens
.
"
"
Didn
’
t
you
?
"
asked
the
animal
,
as
if
surprised
.
"
Never
!
"
repeated
the
girl
.
"
And
you
’
ll
probably
make
yourself
sick
if
you
don
’
t
stop
crying
.
Where
do
you
live
?
"
"
About
two
miles
beyond
Fuddlecumjig
,
"
was
the
answer
.
"
Grandmother
Gnit
made
me
the
mittens
,
and
she
’
s
one
of
the
Fuddles
.
"
"
Well
,
you
’
d
better
go
home
now
,
and
perhaps
the
old
lady
will
make
you
another
pair
,
"
suggested
Dorothy
.
"
We
’
re
on
our
way
to
Fuddlecumjig
,
and
you
may
hop
along
beside
us
.
"
So
they
rode
on
,
and
the
kangaroo
hopped
beside
the
red
wagon
and
seemed
quickly
to
have
forgotten
her
loss
.
By
and
by
the
Wizard
said
to
the
animal
:
"
Are
the
Fuddles
nice
people
?
"
"
Oh
,
very
nice
,
"
answered
the
kangaroo
;
"
that
is
,
when
they
’
re
properly
put
together
.
But
they
get
dreadfully
scattered
and
mixed
up
,
at
times
,
and
then
you
can
’
t
do
anything
with
them
.
"
"
What
do
you
mean
by
their
getting
scattered
?
"
inquired
Dorothy
.
