. Pinocchio : the adventures of a marionette . boy followed byassass— But he could not finish the word be-cause he felt himself seized by the neck. Thenhe heard the voices of his captors scolding himand crying, Now you cannot run away from usagain. The marionette, seeing death staring him inthe face, trembled so that all his joints madea great noise and the four gold pieces jingled inhis mouth. 66 PINOCCHIO Now, said the assassins, will you open yourmouth ? Yes or no ? Ah, you do not reply ? Allright ! This time we will open it ! And theytook two knives, sharp as razors, and — zaff-zaff— they
. Pinocchio : the adventures of a marionette . boy followed byassass— But he could not finish the word be-cause he felt himself seized by the neck. Thenhe heard the voices of his captors scolding himand crying, Now you cannot run away from usagain. The marionette, seeing death staring him inthe face, trembled so that all his joints madea great noise and the four gold pieces jingled inhis mouth. 66 PINOCCHIO Now, said the assassins, will you open yourmouth ? Yes or no ? Ah, you do not reply ? Allright ! This time we will open it ! And theytook two knives, sharp as razors, and — zaff-zaff— they gave him two strokes in the middle ofthe back. Fortunately the marionette was made of goodhard wood. The blades of the knives broke intoseveral pieces and the assassins were left lookingat each other, with only the handles of the knivesin their hands. I understand, said one of them. We musthang him. Let us hang him, then. Let us hang him, said the other. No sooner said than done. They bound hishands and hanged him to a branch of a tree. PINOCCHIO 67 called the Grand Oak. Then they sat down onthe ground to wait until the marionette shoulddie. After three hours, however, the marionetteseyes were still open and his mouth was closed, andhe kicked harder than ever. Finally, annoyed by this long delay, they turnedto Pinocchio and said to him, laughing aloud : Good-by until to-morrow morning ! When wereturn here we hope that you will be polite enoughto die and have your mouth opened wide. Andthey went away. Meanwhile a great wind began to blow Pinoc-chio backward and forward, just like a large he felt death approaching, yet he hopedevery moment that some one would come and savehim. But when he found that no one would helphim he remembered his poor papa and stammered, Oh, my Papa, if you were only here now ! Buthe had no breath to say any more.
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