"
"I suppose I could," agreed the Wizard. "Anyhow, if you wish to try
it, Cap'n Bill, go ahead and we'll stand by and watch what happens."
So the sailor-man got upon the raft again and paddled over to the
Magic Isle, landing as close to the golden flower-pot as he could.
They watched him walk across the land, put both arms around the
flower-pot and lift it easily from its place. Then he carried it to
the raft and set it down very gently. The removal did not seem to
affect the Magic Flower in any way, for it was growing daffodils when
Cap'n Bill picked it up and on the way to the raft it grew tulips and
gladioli. During the time the sailor was paddling across the river to
where his friends awaited him, seven different varieties of flowers
bloomed in succession on the plant.
"I guess the Magician who put it on the island never thought that any
one would carry it off," said Dorothy.
"He figured that only men would want the plant, and any man who went
upon the island to get it would be caught by the enchantment," added
the Wizard.
"After this," remarked Trot, "no one will care to go on the island,
so it won't be a trap any more.
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