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and set him upon his feet, while she patted him into shape again. 　"Of course he's stuffed," replied Dorothy, who was still angry. 　"That's why he went over so easily," remarked the Lion. "It astonished me to see him whirl around so. Is the other one stuffed also?" 　"No," said Dorothy, "he's made of tin." And she helped the Woodman up again. 　"That's why he nearly blunted my claws," said the Lion. 　"When they scratched against the tin it made a cold shiver run down my back. What is that little animal you are so tender of?" 　"He is my dog, Toto," answered Dorothy. 　"Is he made of tin, or stuffed?" asked the Lion. 　"Neither. He's a—a—a meat dog," said the girl. 　"Oh! He's a curious animal and seems remarkably small, now that I look at him. No one would think of biting such a little thing, except a coward like me," continued the Lion sadly. 　"What makes you a coward?" asked Dorothy, looking at the

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have dreamed of saving the rest by the sacrifice of the one. But what do you think happened? Why, a few days later, Michael the fox might have been seen sitting under the very same tree, and a dreadful pang shot through the heart of the magpie as he peeped at him from a hole in the nest.
鈥榃hat are you looking at?鈥�he asked in a trembling voice.
鈥楢t this tree. I was just thinking what good snowshoes it would make,鈥�answered the fox in an absent voice, as if he was not thinking of what he was saying.
鈥極h, my brother, my dear little brother, don鈥檛 do that,鈥�cried the magpie, hopping about in his anguish. 鈥榊ou know you promised only a few days ago that you would get your snow-shoes elsewhere.鈥� 鈥楽o I did; but though I have searched through the whole forest, there is not a single tree that is as good as this. I am very sorry to put you out, but really it is not my fault. The only thing I can do for you is to offer to give up my snow-shoes altogether if you will throw me down one of your young ones in exchange.鈥� And the