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This "dream-sweet" stick was, it must be explained, made only about three inches long and about the thickness of a lamp-wick, in order to easily burn down. Setting therefore her choice upon one of these as a limit of time, any one who failed to accomplish the allotted task, by the time the stick was consumed, had to pay a penalty.
So they told him frankly that Chando had sent them to call him; he was to die that night and they were to take away his spirit; but they had made the mistake of eating at his hands and although they must take him away, they would give him advice as to how he might save his life: he was to take a thin piece of lamp-wick and when Chando questioned him, he was to put it up his nose and make himself sneeze.
I want to return home." "Wait two more minutes." "I have waited too long as it is. The Fairy will be worried." "Poor Fairy! Is she afraid the bats will eat you up?" "Listen, Lamp-Wick," said the Marionette, "are you really sure that there are no schools in the Land of Toys?" "Not even the shadow of one." "Not even one teacher?" "Not one." "And one does not have to study?" "Never, never, never!"
And with one leap, he perched himself there. "What about you, my love?" asked the Little Man, turning politely to Pinocchio. "What are you going to do? Will you come with us, or do you stay here?" "I stay here," answered Pinocchio. "I want to return home, as I prefer to study and to succeed in life." "May that bring you luck!" "Pinocchio!" Lamp-Wick called out. "Listen to me.
After she gets tired, she will stop." In the meantime, the night became darker and darker. All at once in the distance a small light flickered. A queer sound could be heard, soft as a little bell, and faint and muffled like the buzz of a far-away mosquito. "There it is!" cried Lamp-Wick, jumping to his feet. "What?" whispered Pinocchio. "The wagon which is coming to get me.
How could they paint any picture in the dark, when even fire was unknown, and the torch and lamp-wick had not yet been invented? And how could they make a ladder, or erect scaffolding of any sort in that rude age, before there were inventions of any kind?
To that alone do we owe immunity from old age far in advance of that period of life when your people become decrepit and senile. The human body is like a lamp-wick, which filters the oil while it furnishes light. In time the wick becomes clogged and useless and is thrown away. If the oil could be made perfectly pure, the wick would not fill up."
Believe me, little Dormouse, the fault is all Lamp-Wick's." "And who is this Lamp-Wick?" "A classmate of mine. I wanted to return home. I wanted to be obedient. I wanted to study and to succeed in school, but Lamp-Wick said to me, 'Why do you want to waste your time studying? Why do you want to go to school? Come with me to the Land of Toys. There we'll never study again.
After she gets tired, she will stop," said Lamp-Wick. "Are you going alone or with others?" "Alone? There will be more than a hundred of us!" "Will you walk?" "At midnight the wagon passes here that is to take us within the boundaries of that marvelous country." "How I wish midnight would strike!" "Why?" "To see you all set out together." "Stay here a while longer and you will see us!" "No, no.
"It's all so wonderful that I want you to know the end of it, and how happily it has turned out for me and the little woman waiting for me back home. It was I and not Falkner who cried out just before you turned the lamp-wick down. A letter had fallen from his coat pocket, and it was one of my letters sent through my agent. Understand?
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