"
The Glass Cat laughed again. "That Magician must look funnier than
you do," it said. "Where is he now?"
"Somewhere in the forest," said the Cowardly Lion. "He just jumped
into that tall maple tree over there, for he can climb like a monkey
and fly like an eagle, and then he disappeared in the forest."
"And there was another Magician, just like him, who was his friend,"
added Dorothy, "but they probably quarreled, for the wickedest one
changed his friend into the form of a Goose."
"What became of the Goose?" asked the Cat, looking around.
"He must have gone away to find his friend," answered Gugu the King.
"But a Goose can't travel very fast, so we could easily find him if we
wanted to."
"The worst thing of all," said the Wizard, "is that my Black Bag is
lost. It disappeared when I was transformed. If I could find it I
could easily break these enchantments by means of my magic, and we
would resume our own forms again. Will you help us search for the
Black Bag, Friend Cat?"
"Of course," replied the Glass Cat. "But I expect the strange
Magician carried it away with him.
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