Did you speak? asked the girl, in wonder.
Certainly, answered the Scarecrow. How do you do?
I m pretty well, thank you, replied Dorothy politely. How do you
do?
I m not feeling well, said the Scarecrow, with a smile, for it is
very tedious being perched up here night and day to scare away crows.
Can t you get down? asked Dorothy.
No, for this pole is stuck up my back. If you will please take away
the pole I shall be greatly obliged to you.
Dorothy reached up both arms and lifted the figure off the pole, for,
being stuffed with straw, it was quite light.
Thank you very much, said the Scarecrow, when he had been set down on
the ground. I feel like a new man.
Dorothy was puzzled at this, for it sounded queer to hear a stuffed man
speak, and to see him bow and walk along beside her.
Who are you? asked the Scarecrow when he had stretched himself and
yawned. And where are you going?
My name is Dorothy, said the girl, and I am going to the Emerald
City, to ask the Great Oz to send me back to Kansas.
Where is the Emerald City? he inquired. And who is Oz?
Why, don t you know? she returned, in surprise.
No, indeed. I don t know anything. You see, I am stuffed, so I have no
brains at all, he answered sadly.
Oh, said Dorothy, I m awfully sorry for you.
Do you think, he asked, if I go to the Emerald City with you, that
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