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      "That is unfortunate, certainly," said the Scarecrow, thoughtfully. "We must have an interpreter."

      "What is an interpreter?" asked Jack.

      "A person who understands both my language and your own. When I say anything, the interpreter can tell you what I mean; and when you say anything the interpreter can tell me what you mean. For the interpreter can speak both languages as well as understand them."

      "That is certainly clever," said Jack, greatly pleased at finding so simple a way out of the difficulty.

      So the Scarecrow commanded the Soldier with the Green Whiskers to search among his people until he found one who understood the language of the Gillikins as well as the language of the Emerald City, and to bring that person to him at once.

      When the Soldier had departed the Scarecrow said:

      "Won't you take a chair while we are waiting?"

      "Your Majesty forgets that I cannot understand you," replied the Pumpkinhead. "If you wish me to sit down you must make a sign for me to do so."

      The Scarecrow came down from his throne and rolled an armchair to a position behind the Pumpkinhead. Then he gave Jack a sudden push that sent him sprawling upon the cushions in so awkward a fashion that he doubled up like a jack-knife, and had hard work to untangle himself.

      "Did you understand that sign?" asked His Majesty, politely.

      "Perfectly," declared Jack, reaching up his arms to turn his head to the front, the pumpkin having twisted around upon the stick that supported it.

      "You seem hastily made," remarked the Scarecrow, watching Jack's efforts to straighten himself.

      "Not more so than your Majesty," was the frank reply.