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It was Pinocchio who had shut it, and for greater security he put a large stone against it to keep it closed. He then began to bark, and he barked exactly like a watch-dog: "Bow-wow, bow-wow." Hearing the barking, the peasant jumped out of bed and, taking his gun, he came to the window and asked: "What is the matter?" "There are robbers!" answered Pinocchio. "Where are they?"
At last he succeeded in uttering a cry of joy, and, opening his arms, he threw them around the little old man's neck, and began to shout: "Oh, my dear papa! I have found you at last! I will never leave you more, never more, never more!" "Then my eyes tell me true?" said the little old man, rubbing his eyes; "then you are really my dear Pinocchio?" "Yes, yes, I am Pinocchio, really Pinocchio!
He turned sharply, and there, just above him on the branch of a tree, sat a large Parrot, busily preening his feathers. "What are you laughing at?" Pinocchio asked peevishly. "I am laughing because, in preening my feathers, I tickled myself under the wings." The Marionette did not answer.
That sly thief had fallen into deepest poverty, and one day he had been forced to sell his beautiful tail for a bite to eat. "Oh, Pinocchio," he cried in a tearful voice. "Give us some alms, we beg of you! We are old, tired, and sick." "Sick!" repeated the Cat. "Addio, false friends!" answered the Marionette. "You cheated me once, but you will never catch me again." "Believe us!
And, having sneezed four or five times, he opened his arms affectionately and said to Pinocchio: "You are a good, brave boy! Come here and give me a kiss." Pinocchio ran at once and, climbing like a squirrel up the showman's beard, he deposited a hearty kiss on the point of his nose. "Then the pardon is granted?" asked poor Harlequin in a faint voice that was scarcely audible.
Pinocchio tried his best to get there, but he couldn't. The waves played with him and tossed him about as if he were a twig or a bit of straw. At last, and luckily for him, a tremendous wave tossed him to the very spot where he wanted to be. The blow from the wave was so strong that, as he fell to the ground, his joints cracked and almost broke.
"And who is this Pinocchio?" asked the puppet, pretending ignorance. "They say that he is a bad boy, a vagabond, a regular good-for-nothing." "Calumnies! all calumnies!" "Do you know this Pinocchio?" "By sight!" answered the puppet. "And what is your opinion of him?" asked the little man.
"What has happened?" asked Pinocchio of an old woman. "A poor father who has lost his son has gone away in a boat to search for him on the other side of the water, and today the sea is tempestuous and the little boat is in danger of sinking." "Where is the little boat?"
At this unlooked-for entertainment, the whole company of runaways laughed uproariously. The little fat man did not laugh. He went up to the rebellious animal, and, still smiling, bent over him lovingly and bit off half of his right ear. In the meantime, Pinocchio lifted himself up from the ground, and with one leap landed on the donkey's back. The leap was so well taken that all the boys shouted,
The monster had overtaken him and, drawing in his breath, he sucked in the poor puppet as he would have sucked a hen's egg; and he swallowed him with such violence and avidity that Pinocchio, in falling into the Dog-Fish's stomach, received such a blow that he remained unconscious for a quarter of an hour afterwards.
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