"
"Of course," said Ozma, taking his paw in her hand. "Thank you for all
your help."
"Think nothing of it, my Queen," he said. Then he lumbered off toward
Lion Country.
"And now," continued Ozma, "back to the job at hand." She put her
fingertips to her temples and concentrated. The Forest Monster felt a
slight tingling sensation in his heart, but nothing else happened.
"Maybe you need to use your wand," suggested Lisa. "Or say an
incantation?"
"Or make some kind of magical motions?" put in Tweaty.
"No," sighed Ozma. "This operation is not as basic as all that. The
Forest Monster has grown so vast that my untrained abilities are not
going to work. It may be weeks before I will be up to this challenge.
I'm afraid I'm just not used to being a fairy yet. But I think I could
do it if I had an Anmars."
"A what?" asked Elephant. "I've never heard of an Anmars before."
"It's a standard magical tool that most wizards or witches would have.
But I don't think there are any more witches in the area. Allidap and
her evil sister were both destroyed by Dorothy, and the Witch of the
Deep South got rid of most of her old implements, saying that they
reminded her of a time she'd prefer to forget.
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