the Princess Ozma is to celebrate her birthday
on the twenty-first of this month."

"Is she?" said Dorothy. "I didn't know that."

"Yes; it is to be the most brilliant royal ceremony ever held in any
city in Fairyland, and I hope you will try to get me an invitation."

Dorothy thought a moment.

"I'm sure Ozma would invite you if I asked her," she said; "but how
could you get to the Land of Oz and the Emerald City? It's a good way
from Kansas."

"Kansas!" he exclaimed, surprised.

"Why, yes; we are in Kansas now, aren't we?" she returned.

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"What a queer notion!" cried the Fox-King, beginning to laugh. "Whatever
made you think this is Kansas?"

"I left Uncle Henry's farm only about two hours ago; that's the reason,"
she said, rather perplexed.

"But, tell me, my dear, did you ever see so wonderful a city as Foxville
in Kansas?" he questioned.

"No, your Majesty."

"And haven't you traveled from Oz to Kansas in less than half a jiffy,
by means of the Silver Shoes and the Magic Belt?"

"Yes, your Majesty," she acknowledged.

"Then why do you wonder that an hour or two could bring you to Foxville,
which is nearer to Oz than it is to Kansas?"

"Dear me!" exclaimed Dorothy; "is this another fairy adventure?"

"It seems to be," said the Fox-King, smiling.

Dorothy turned to the shaggy man, and her face was grave and
reproachful.

"Are you a magician? or a fairy in disguise?" she asked. "Did you
enchant me when you asked the way to Butterfield?"

The shaggy man shook his head.

"Who ever heard of a shaggy fairy?" he replied. "No, Dorothy, my dear;
I'm not to blame for this journey in any way, I assure you. There's
been something strange about me ever since I owned the Love Magnet; but
I don't know what it is any more than you do. I didn't try to get you
away from home, at all. If you want to find your way back to the farm
I'll go with you willingly, and do my best to help you."

"Never mind," said the little girl, thoughtfully. "There isn't so much
to see in Kansas as there is here, and I guess Aunt Em won't be _very_
much worried; that is, if I don't stay away too long."

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"That's right," declared the Fox-King, nodding approval. "Be contented
with your lot, whatever it happens to be, if you are wise. Which reminds
me that you have a new companion on this adventure--he looks very
clever and bright."

"He is," said Dorothy; and the shaggy man add