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"It can't happen for some time," said the Tin Woodman, trying to speak cheerfully; "for we shall be able to keep Jinjur out of the palace until she manages to break down the doors." IT CAN'T HAPPEN FOR SOME TIME SAID THE TIN WOODMAN TRYING TO SPEAK CHEERFULLY FOR WE SHALL BE ABLE TO KEEP GINGER OUT OF THE PALACE UNTIL SHE MANAGES TO BREAK DOWN THE DOORS
 Then he added, reflectively, “everything has to come to an end, some time.” “But I beg to remind you,” broke in the Woggle-Bug, who had a distressed look in his bulging, round eyes, “that this terrible Queen Jinjur suggested making a goulash of me—Me! the only Highly Magnified and Thoroughly Educated Woggle-Bug in the wide, wide world!” “I think it was a brilliant idea,” remarked the Scarecrow, approvingly. “Don’t you imagine he would make a better soup?” asked the Tin Woodman, turning toward his friend. “Well, perhaps,” acknowledged the Scarecrow. The Woggle-Bug groaned. “I can see, in my mind’s eye,” said he, mournfully, “the goats eating small pieces of my dear comrade, the Tin Woodman, while my soup is being cooked on a bonfire built of the Saw-Horse and Jack Pumpkinhead’s body, and Queen Jinjur watches me boil while she feeds the flames with my friend the Scarecrow!” [Illustration: image205] This morbid picture cast a gloom over the entire party, making them restless and anxious. CKS RETURNED TIP INDIGNANTLY YOU OUGHT TO BE GLAD THAT I MADE YOU AT ALL THEN HE ADDED REFLECTIVELY EVERYTHING HAS TO COME TO AN END SOME TIME BUT I BEG TO REMIND YOU BROKE IN THE WOGGLE BUG WHO HAD A DISTRESSED LOOK IN HIS BULGING ROUND EYES THAT THIS TERRIBLE QUEEN GINGER SUGGESTED MAKING A GOOLOSH OF ME ME THE ONLY HIGHLY MAGNIFIED AND THOROUGHLY EDUCATED WOGGLE BUG IN THE WIDE WIDE WORLD I THINK IT WAS A BRILLIANT IDEA REMARKED THE SCARECROW APPROVINGLY DON'T YOU IMAGINE HE WOULD MAKE A BETTER SOUP ASKED THE TIN WOODMAN TURNING TOWARDS HIS FRIEND WELL PERHAPS ACKNOWLEDGED THE SCARECROW THE WOGGLE BUG GROANED I CAN SEE IN MY MIND'S EYE SAID HE MOURNFULLY THE GOATS EATING SMALL PIECES OF MY DEAR COMRADE THE TIN WOODMAN WHILE MY SOUP IS BEING COOKED ON A BONFIRE BUILT OF THE SAW HORSE IN JACK PUMPKINHEAD'S BODY AND QUEEN GINGER WATCHES ME BOIL WHILE SHE FEEDS THE FLAMES WITH MY FRIEND THE SCARECROW THIS MORBID PICTURE CAST A GLOOM OVER THE ENTIRE PARTY MAKING THEM RESTLESS AND ANXIOUS
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