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Chapter Twenty-Two
closed and the whole party started to fall, head over heels, over helmets.
"O!" gasped Dorothy, turning a complete somersault, "catch hold of the bean pole somebody!"
"Put up the parasol!" shrieked the Scarecrow. Just then Dorothy, finding herself right side up, grasped the pole herself and snapped the parasol wide open. Up, up, up they soared again faster than ever!
"We're flying up much faster than I fell down. We must be at the top!" called the Scarecrow hoarsely. "And somebody has closed the opening!"
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