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"Must we keep bumping until we bump through? " panted Dorothy anxiously.
"No, by my hilts! " roared Sir Hokus, and setting his foot in a notch of the beanstalk, he cut with his sword the rope that bound him to the parasol. "Put the parasol down half way, and I'll climb ahead and cut an opening."