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Pinocchio:Chapter34
Pinocchio
is
thrown
into
the
sea,
eaten
by
fishes,and
becomes
a
Marionette
once
more.
As
he
swims
to
land,he
is
swallowed
by
the
Terrible
SharkDown
into
the
sea,
deeper
and
deeper,
sank
Pinocchio,
andfinally,
after
fifty
minutes
of
waiting,
the
man
on
the
cliffsaid
to
himself:
By this time my poor little lame Donkey
must bedrowned. Up with him
and then I
can get to work on mybeautiful pulled the rope
which
he had tied to Pinocchiosleg--
pulled and pulled and pulled and, at last, he
sawappear on the surface of the water--
Can you guess what?
Instead of a dead donkey, he saw a very
much aliveMarionette, wriggling
and
squirming like an eel.
Seeing
that
wooden
Marionette,
the
poor
man
thoughthe
was
dreaming
and sat there with
his mouth wide openand his eyes popping out of his
head.
Gathering his wits together, he said:
And
the
Donkey
I
threw
into
the
sea?I
am
that
Donkey,
answered
the
Marionette laughing.
You?, you little cheat! Are
you poking fun at me?Poking fun at you?
Not at all, dear Master.
I am talking , then, how is it that
you, who a few
minutes
agowere a donkey, are now standing
before me a wooden Marionette?It
may be
the effect of salt water. The sea is fond
ofplaying these
careful, Marionette,
be careful! Dont laugh at me!
Woe be to you, if I lose my
patience!Well, then, my Master, do you want
to know my whole story?
Untie
my
leg
and
I
can
tell
it
to
you
old
fellow,
curious
to
know
the
true story
of theMarionettes
life,
immediately
untied
the rope
which held his
foot.
Pinocchio,
feeling free as a bird of the air, began his tale:
Know, then, that, once upon
a time, I was a woodenMarionette, just as I
am today. One day I was about tobecome
a boy, a real boy, but on account
of
my
lazinessand
my
hatred
of
books,
and
because
I
listened
to
badcompanions, I ran away from home.
One beautiful morning,I awoke
to
find
myself
changed
into
a
donkey--longears,
gray
coat,
even
a
tail!
What a shameful day
for me!
I hope you will
never experience one like it, dear Master.
I was taken to the fair and
sold to a Circus Owner, whotried to make me
dance and jump through the rings.
Onenight, during a performance, I had
a
bad fall and becamelame. Not knowing what to do
with a lame donkey,
the CircusOwner
sent me to the market place and you bought I
did! And I paid four cents for you.
Now
who
will
return
my
money
to
me?But
why
did
you buy
me?
You
bought
me
to
do
meharm--to
kill
me--to
make
a
drumhead
out
of
me!Indeed I did! And now where shall I
find another skin?Never mind,
dear
Master. There are so many donkeysin this me,
impudent
little
rogue,
does
your
story
end
here?One
more
word,
answered
the
Marionette, and I am
through.
After buying
me, you brought me here to kill me. But
feelingsorry for me,
you tied a stone
to my neck and threw meto the bottom of the sea.
That
was very
good and kindof you to want me to suffer as little
as possibleand
I
shall
remember
you
always.
And
now
my
Fairywill
take
care
of
me,
even if you--Your Fairy? Who is she?She
is my mother, and, like all other
mothers wholove their children, she
never loses sight of me, eventhough I
do not deserve it. And today this good
Fairyof mine, as soon as she saw
me in
danger of drowning,sent a thousand fishes to the
spot where I lay.
Theythought I was
really a dead donkey and began to eat me.
What great bites they took!
One ate my ears, another mynose, a third my
neck
and
my
mane.
Some
went
at
mylegs
and
some
at
my
back,
and
among
the others, therewas one tiny fish so gentle and
polite that he did
methe
great
favor
of
eating
even
my
now
on,
said
the
man,
horrified,
I
swear
I
shallnever
again
taste
fish.
How
I
should
enjoy
opening
a
mulletor
a
whitefish
just
to
find
there
the
tail
of
a
dead
donkey!I
think
as
you
do,
answered
the
Marionette,laughing.
Still,
you
must
know
that
when
the
fish
finishedeating
my
donkey
coat,
which
covered me from head
tofoot, they naturally came to the bones--or
rather,
in mycase, to the wood, for as
you know, I am made of veryhard wood.
After the first few bites, those greedy
fishfound out that the wood was not
good
for
their
teeth, and,afraid
of
indigestion,
they
turned
and
ran
here
and
therewithout
saying
good-by
or
even
as
much
as
thank
you
tome.
Here, dear Master, you have my story.
You knownow why you found a
Marionette and not a dead
donkeywhen you pulled me out of the water.I
laugh at your story! cried the man
angrily. I knowthat I spent four cents to
get you and I want my money back.
Do you know what I can do;
I am going to take you to the marketonce
more and sell you as dry well, sell
me. I am satisfied, said
Pinocchio.
But as he spoke, he gave a
quick leap and dived into thesea. Swimming
away as fast as he could, he cried out,
laughing:
Good-by,
Master. If you ever need a skin for your drum,
remember
swam on and on. After a
while, he turned around againand called louder
than before:
Good-by,
Master.
If
you
ever
need
a
piece
of
good
dry
firewood,
remember
a
few
seconds
he
had
gone
so
far
he
could
hardly
be
seen.
All that could be seen of him was a
very small black dot movingswiftly
on
the
blue
surface
of
the
water,
a
little
black
dotwhich
now
and
then
lifted a leg or an arm
in the air.