The six-leaved clover I--I--" "You may take it and keep it," said Ozma.

"That will not be breaking the Law, for it is already picked, and the crime of picking it is forgiven." "Thank you!" cried Ojo gratefully.

Then he continued: "The next thing I must find is a gill of water from a dark well." The Wizard shook his head.

"That," said he, "will be a hard task, but if you travel far enough you may discover it." "I am willing to travel for years, if it will save Unc Nunkie," declared Ojo, earnestly.
"Then you'd better begin your journey at once," advised the Wizard.
Dorothy had been listening with interest to this conversation.

Now she turned to Ozma and asked: "May I go with Ojo, to help him ?" "Would you like to ?" returned Ozma.
"Yes.