. Pinocchio : the adventures of a marionette . ht, said the farmer,there is some straw inside that has served as abed for the dog for four years. You may go in andrest there. And if robbers come into the yard,remember to watch them carefully and to bark. After this last warning the farmer entered hishouse, closing the door noisily ; and the poor mario-nette was left squatting in the barnyard more deadthan alive from cold, hunger, and fear. Fromtime to time he placed his hands between his collarand his neck because the collar hurt him, saying tohimself as he did so : I deserve it all. I wantedt
. Pinocchio : the adventures of a marionette . ht, said the farmer,there is some straw inside that has served as abed for the dog for four years. You may go in andrest there. And if robbers come into the yard,remember to watch them carefully and to bark. After this last warning the farmer entered hishouse, closing the door noisily ; and the poor mario-nette was left squatting in the barnyard more deadthan alive from cold, hunger, and fear. Fromtime to time he placed his hands between his collarand his neck because the collar hurt him, saying tohimself as he did so : I deserve it all. I wantedto run away. I wanted to listen to the advice ofbad companions, and that is the reason why I am sounhappy. If I had been a good boy as so manyboys are, if I had wished to study and to work, ifI had remained at home with my papa, I should notfind myself here now, sleeping in a dog house andwatching a chicken coop ! Oh, if only I couldbegin all over again ! But now it is too late. Having thought all this, he entered the dog houseand fell CHAPTER XXII After he had slept two hours he was awakenedat midnight by a whispering which sounded likepist ! pist ! It appeared to come from the barn-yard. He put his nose out of the hole in the doghouse and saw four little beasts that looked some-what like cats. But they were not cats ; theywere Weasels, — carnivorous animals who eat youngchickens. One of the Weasels, leaving his com-panions, went to the hole in the dog house andsaid in a low voice, • Good evening, Bruno. I am not called Bruno. Oh, then, who are you ? I am Pinocchio. What are you doing here ? I am playing watchdog. Oh, where is Bruno ? Where is the old dogthat lived in this house ? He died this PINOCCHIO ioi Dead ? Poor beast ! He was so good ! Butjudging from your face you are also a nice dog. Excuse me, I am not a dog. What are you ? I am a marionette. And you play watchdog ? Yes, it is true ; I do so for a punishment. Well, I propose to you the same a
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