. Pinocchio : the tale of a puppet . roastedpigeon, made a stupendous leap from the top of thetree and started afresh across the fields and vine-yards. The assassins followed him, and keptbehind him without once giving in. The day began to break and they were stillpursuing him. Suddenly Pinocchio found his waybarred by a wide deep ditch full of dirty water thecolour of coffee. What was he to do? One!two! three! cried the puppet, and making a rushhe sprang to the other side. The assassins alsojumped, but not having measured the distance 8o THE ADVENTURES OF PINOCCHIO properly—splash, splash! .
. Pinocchio : the tale of a puppet . roastedpigeon, made a stupendous leap from the top of thetree and started afresh across the fields and vine-yards. The assassins followed him, and keptbehind him without once giving in. The day began to break and they were stillpursuing him. Suddenly Pinocchio found his waybarred by a wide deep ditch full of dirty water thecolour of coffee. What was he to do? One!two! three! cried the puppet, and making a rushhe sprang to the other side. The assassins alsojumped, but not having measured the distance 8o THE ADVENTURES OF PINOCCHIO properly—splash, splash! . . they fell into thevery middle of the ditch. Pinocchio, who heard theplunge and the splashing of the water, shouted out,laughing, and without stopping: A fine bath to you, gentleman he felt convinced that they were drowned,when, turning to look, he perceived that on thecontrary they were both running after him, stillenveloped in their sacks, with the water drippingfrom them as if they had been two hollow XV The assassins pursue Pinocchio ; and having overtakenhim hang him to a branch of the Big Oak. AT this sight the puppets courage failed him, andhe was on the point of throwing himself on theground and giving himself over for lost. Turning,however, his eyes in every direction, he saw at somedistance, standing out amidst the dark green of thetrees, a small house as white as snow. ulf I had only breath to reach that house, hesaid to himself, perhaps I should be saved. And without delaying an instant, he recommencedrunning for his life through the wood, and theassassins after him. At last, after a desperate race of nearly twohours, he arrived quite breathless at the door of thehouse, and knocked. No one answered. He knocked again with great violence, for heheard the sound of steps approaching him, and theheavy panting of his persecutors. The samesilence. F 81 8i THE ADVENTURES OF PINOCCHIO Seeing that knocking was useless he began indesperation to kick
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