"If he could give a Scarecrow brains, he might be able to find my dishpan." "Poof!" grunted the Frogman scornfully.

"I am greater than any wizard.
Depend on ME.

If your dishpan is anywhere in the world, I am sure to find it." "If you do not, my heart will be broken," declared the Cookie Cook in a sorrowful voice.
For a while the Frogman walked on in silence.

Then he asked, "Why do you attach so much importance to a dishpan ?" "It is the greatest treasure I possess," replied the woman.

"It belonged to my mother and to all my grandmothers since the beginning of time.