They expected to see the Wizard in the shape he had taken before, and were greatly surprised when they looked about and saw no one at all in the room. They kept close to the door and closer to one another, for the stillness of the empty room was more dreadful than any of the forms Oz had taken.
Presently they heard a solemn Voice…
“I am Oz, the Great and Terrible.”
…the screen fell with a crash, and they saw, standing where it had hidden him, a little old man with a bald head and a wrinkled face…
“I am Oz, the Great and Terrible,” said
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