"Right, both times!" replied the Shaggy Man. "Ozma sent me here with her Magic Belt, and the Land of Oz is many miles away from here."
"Why did Ozma send you?" asked Twink.
"Oh, I have a little business with this Conjo fellow," answered the Shaggy Man.
"You have business with Conjo?" Twiffle had recovered from his astonishment. "Then you must forgive me for not greeting you more properly. It is so seldom that we have visitors on the island."
"Looks like you already have two visitors," observed the Shaggy Man, staring at Twink and Tom.
"Yes, but they were expected—and invited," pointed out Twiffle primly. "However, since you have business with Conjo, and we are on our way to see him, there is no reason you should not accompany us."
"No reason whatever," agreed the Shaggy Man. "I hope this Conjo has plenty of big red apples."