"Who are you?" it
said.
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"I'm Graham," he replied.
"Really?" said the voice. "I love your crackers. Where are you?"
"I'm in a bunch of weeds," he said.
"Oh? How come?"
"I was trying to find the front of Ozma's palace. Can you help me find
it?"
"I could," said the voice. "But you are about four thousand miles out
of your way."
"What?" said Graham. "You're wrong! I just escaped out of a window in
Ozma's palace a few hours ago! And I know I haven't made any progress
hardly at all!"
"I'm afraid it's you who are wrong," replied the voice. "Ozma's palace
is a long, long journey from here. Ah, here you are!"
A burst of sudden fire appeared out of nowhere; it burned away a number
of the weeds, and Graham saw a clear tunnel through the weeds to open
air. In addition to that, however, he saw the most unusual creature he
had ever seen ... It was not very large, but it looked as if it were
composed of several different-sized squares and rectangles. All straight
edges, nothing rounded. It had thick, leathery skin, and three
glistening hairs grew from the tip of its rectangular tail. The creature
spoke: "Now that I have a face to go along with the voice, I can see
that you are a stranger in these parts.
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