. Pinocchio : the adventures of a marionette . unish you. Pinocchio, at this threat, threw himself on theground and refused to walk farther. Meanwhilethe curious people and the loungers began to stopand surround them. First one said something, thenanother. Poor marionette ! said one of them, he is right not to want to go back to his knows how hard Geppetto beats him? Andothers added maliciously : That Geppetto appearsto be a kind man, but he is a tyrant with he gets that poor marionette in his hands, he willbreak him in pieces. Altogether they made so much noise that thesoldie


. Pinocchio : the adventures of a marionette . unish you. Pinocchio, at this threat, threw himself on theground and refused to walk farther. Meanwhilethe curious people and the loungers began to stopand surround them. First one said something, thenanother. Poor marionette ! said one of them, he is right not to want to go back to his knows how hard Geppetto beats him? Andothers added maliciously : That Geppetto appearsto be a kind man, but he is a tyrant with he gets that poor marionette in his hands, he willbreak him in pieces. Altogether they made so much noise that thesoldier gave Pinocchio back his liberty and took toprison instead the poor old man, who, not findingwords at first with which to defend himself, weptbitterly, and on approaching the prison stammeredout : Wicked son ! and to think I tried so hard tomake a good marionette ! I ought to have thoughtof all this at first. What happened afterward is a story so strangethat you will hardly believe it. However, I willtell it to you in the following CHAPTER IV I will tell you then, children, that while poor oldGeppetto was led to prison without having done anywrong, that rogue Pinocchio, being free, took to his heels anoTmri toward the fields in order moreeasily to reach his house. In his haste he jumpedhigh mounds of earth, hedges of thorns, and ditchesof water, just as rabbits and deer do when chasedby hunters. When he arrived before the house he found thedoor to the street half shut. He pushed it open,entered the room, and bolted the door. Then hethrew himself down on the floor and heaved a greatbig sigh of happiness. But his happiness did not last very long for soonhe heard some one crying in the room— Cri-cricri I Io PINOCCHIO Who is speaking to me? said Pinocchio,frightened. It is I. Pinocchio turned around and saw a large cricketthat walked slowly up on the wall. Tell me, Cricket, who are you ? I am the Talking Cricket, and I have lived inthis room for more than a hundred ye


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