Twink and Tom listened, spellbound by the Wizard's story. Here they were--not only in the Emerald City of Oz, but in the midst of an adventure that excited even the famous Wizard of Oz! "I just can't understand it," said the Wizard rubbing his bald head in perplexity. "Well, can't we break down the door to the tower?" asked Dorothy. "Perhaps we could, but there are six other doors after that one before my magic workroom can be reached. And all are protected by my own magic!" groaned the Wizard. "Are there no other magic tools that can be used?" inquired Shaggy. "None," said the Wizard despondently. "Ozma took Dorothy's Magic Belt with her when she went to visit Glinda, so we are helpless for the moment." Twiffle had been listening with great interest. Now he said: "Tell me, was the little man who suddenly appeared quite fat and bald save for a fringe of white hair? And did he have blue eyes and a sort of cherry-like nose?" "Why, yes, that describes him quite well, from the glimpse I had of him," said the Wizard thoughtfully. "I think," Twiffle went on quietly, "that if you had had the opportunity to observe him more closely, you would have seen that he wore on his wrist Ozma's Magic Compass!" CHAPTER 22 Conjo in Control "Conjo!" exclaimed the Shaggy Man. "Of course that's who it is. He used Ozma's Magic Compass to bring him to the Emerald City and then started his mischief!" "I wonder what he wants--what his purpose is in hiding my Black Bag and then locking himself in the tower?" mused the Wizard. "Perhaps," said Dorothy, "it would be a good thing if Twiffle told us all he knows about this Conjo, since he seems to be better acquainted with him than anyone else is." "A good idea," agreed the Wizard, and they all turned to Twiffle. The little clown recounted his life with Conjo, telling all he could remember from the time when Conjo brought him to life to his escape with Shaggy and Twink and Tom in the Airmobile. The Wizard considered. "Apparently the only really bad thing Conjo has done is to take these children out of their home and plan to make them prisoners. Outside of that he has been merely selfish, lazy, and foolishly vain. Perhaps if we tried to talk with him, we could prove the folly of his latest actions. He must know that as soon as Ozma returns he will be helpless before her fairy powers." The Wizard led the way to Ozma's Grand Throne Room, on one side of which was the door that led to the tower and Magic Workroom. The young beavers and their King hurried along after the Wizard and Shaggy and the rest. "Perhaps Conjo would listen to you," the Wizard suggested to Twiffle, "if you asked him to come out and talk with us." Twiffle walked to the tower door, knocked as loudly as he could on it, and said: "Come out, Conjo. It is foolish of you to hide away in there. These people want to talk with you and try to be your friends." Everyone waited with hushed breath. Had Conjo heard? Would he come out?