I'm afraid I shall have to scold the fellow, for I can't be dropping oil wherever I go." "Never mind," said Dorothy.

"Ojo seems glad to have the oil, for some reason." "Yes," declared the Munchkin boy, "I am glad.

For one of the things the Crooked Magician sent me to get was a drop of oil from a live man's body.

I had no idea, at first, that there was such a thing; but it's now safe in the little crystal vial." "You are very welcome to it, indeed," said the Tin Woodman.

"Have you now secured all the things you were in search of ?" "Not quite all," answered Ojo.