The Eleven GuessesHearing this condition imposed by the Nome King, Ozma became silent and thoughtful, and all her friends looked at her uneasily.
“Don’t you do it!” exclaimed Dorothy. “If you guess wrong, you will be enslaved yourself.”
“But I shall have eleven guesses,” answered Ozma. “Surely I ought to guess one object in eleven correctly; and, if I do, I shall rescue one of the royal family and be safe myself. Then the rest of you may attempt it, and soon we shall free all those who are enslaved.”
“What if we fail?” enquired the Scarecrow. “I’d look nice as a piece of bric-a-brac, wouldn’t I?”
“We must not fail!” cried Ozma, courageously. “Having come all this distance to free these poor people, it would be weak and cowardly in us to abandon the adventure. Therefore I will accept th
