"Scraps does the same thing." "Foolishness! Of course! To be sure! The Foolish Owl must be foolish or she wouldn't be the Foolish Owl.

You are very complimentary to my partner, indeed," asserted the donkey, rubbing his front hoofs together as if highly pleased.
"The sign says that you are wise," remarked Scraps to the donkey.

"I wish you would prove it." "With great pleasure," returned the beast.

"Put me to the test, my dear Patches, and I'll prove my wisdom in the wink of an eye." "What is the best way to get to the Emerald City ?" asked Ojo.
"Walk," said the donkey.
"I know; but what road shall I take ?" was the boy's next question.
"The road of yellow bricks, of course.

It leads directly to the Emerald City." "And how shall we find the road of yellow bricks ?" "By keeping along the path you have been following.