"But what'll we do with King Krewl?
I s'pose he won't give up the throne unless he has to." "No, of course not," said the Scarecrow.

"Therefore it will be our duty to make him give up the throne." "How ?" asked Trot.
"Give me time to think," was the reply.

"That's what my brains are for.
I don't know whether you people ever think, or not, but my brains are the best that the Wizard of Oz ever turned out, and if I give them plenty of time to work, the result usually surprises me." "Take your time, then," suggested Trot.

"There's no hurry." "Thank you," said the straw man, and sat perfectly still for half an hour.

During this interval the grasshopper whispered in Trot's ear, to which he was very close, and Trot whispered back to the grasshopper sitting upon her shoulder.