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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Ozma of Oz by L. Frank Baum: So Tiktok touched a yellow glass vase that had daisies painted on one
side, and he spoke at the same time the word "Ev."
In a flash the machine man had disappeared, and although the girl
looked quickly in every direction, she could not tell which of the
many ornaments the room contained had a moment before been her
faithful friend and servant.
So all she could do was to accept the hopeless task set her, and make
her guesses and abide by the result.
"It can't hurt very much," she thought, "for I haven't heard any of
them scream or cry out--not even the poor officers. Dear me! I
wonder if Uncle Henry or Aunt Em will ever know I have become an
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