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him! E--tchee! E--tchee! E--tchee!" Three more sneezes
sounded, louder than ever.
"God bless you!" said Pinocchio.
"Thanks! However, I ought to be sorry for myself,
too, just now. My good dinner is spoiled. I have no
more wood for the fire, and the lamb is only half cooked.
Never mind! In your place I'll burn some other Marionette.
Hey there! Officers!"
At the call, two wooden officers appeared, long and
thin as a yard of rope, with queer hats on their heads
and swords in their hands.
Fire Eater yelled at them in a hoarse voice:
"Take Harlequin, tie him, and throw him on the fire.
I want my lamb well done!"
Think how poor Harlequin felt! He was so scared
that his legs doubled up under him and he fell to the floor.
Pinocchio, at that heartbreaking sight, threw himself
at the feet of Fire Eater and, weepingbitterly, asked
in a pitiful voice which could scarcely be heard:
"Have pity, I beg of you, signore!"
"There are no signori here!"
"Have pity, kind sir!"
"There are no sirs here!"
"Have pity, your Excellency!"
On hearing himself addressed as your Excellency, the
Director of the Marionette Theater sat up very straight
in his chair, stroked his long beard, and becoming suddenly
kind and compassionate, smiled proudly as he said to Pinocchio:
"Well, what do you want from me now, Marionette?"
"I beg for mercy for my poor friend, Harlequin, who
has never done the least harm in his life."
"There is no mercy here, Pinocchio. I have spared
you. Harlequin must burn in your place. I am hungry
and my dinner must be cooked."
"In that case," said Pinocchio proudly, as he stood
up and flung away his cap of dough, "in that case, my
duty is clear. Come, officers! Tie me up and throw me
on those flames. No, it is not fair for poor Harlequin,
the best friend that I have in the world, to die in my place!"
These brave words, said in a piercing voice, made all
the other Marionettes cry. Even the officers, who were
made of wood also, cried like two babies.
Fire Eater at first remained hard and cold as a piece
of ice; but then, little by little, he softened and began to
sneeze. And after four or five sneezes, he opened wide
his arms and said to Pinocchio:
"You are a brave boy! Come to my arms and kiss me!"
Pinocchio ran to him and scurrying like a squirrel up the
long black beard, he gave Fire Eater a loving kiss on the
tip of his nose.
"Has pardon been granted to me?" asked poor
Harlequin with a voice that was hardly a breath.
"Pardon is yours!" answered Fire Eater; and sighing
and wagging his head, he added: "Well, tonight I shall
have to eat my lamb only half cooked, but beware the
next time, Marionettes."
At the news that pardon had been given, the
Marionettes ran to the stage and, turning on all the lights,
they danced and sang till dawn.
CHAPTER 12
Fire Eater gives Pinocchio five gold pieces for his father, Geppetto;
but the Marionette meets a Fox and a Cat and follows them
The next day Fire Eater called Pinocchio aside and asked him:
"What is your father's name?"
"Geppetto."
"And what is his trade?"
"He's a wood carver."
"Does he earn much?"
"He earns so much that he never has a penny in his
pockets. Just think that, in order to buy me an A-B-C
book for school, he had to sell the only coat he owned, a
coat so full of darns and patches that it was a pity."
"Poor fellow! I feel sorry for him. Here, take these
five gold pieces. Go, give them to him with my kindest regards."
Pinocchio, as may easily be imagined, thanked him
a thousand times. He kissed each Marionette in turn,
even the officers, and, beside himself with joy, set out on
his homeward journey.
He had gone barely half a mile when he met a lame
Fox and a blind Cat, walking together like two good
friends. The lame Fox leaned on the Cat, and the blind
Cat let the Fox lead him along.
"Good morning, Pinocchio," said the Fox, greeting him
courteously.
"How do you know my name?" asked the Marionette.
"I know your father well."
"Where have you seen him?"
"I saw him yesterdaystanding at the door of his house."
"And what was he doing?"
"He was in his shirt sleeves trembling with cold."
"Poor Father! But, after today, God willing, he will
suffer no longer."
"Why?"
"Because I have become a rich man."
"You, a rich man?" said the Fox, and he began to laugh
out loud. The Cat was laughing also, but tried to hide it
by stroking his long whiskers.
"There is nothing to laugh at," cried Pinocchio angrily.
"I am very sorry to make your mouth water, but these,
as you know, are five new gold pieces."
And he pulled out the gold pieces which Fire Eater
had given him.
At the cheerfultinkle of the gold, the Fox unconsciously
held out his paw that was supposed to be lame, and the
Cat opened wide his two eyes till they looked like live
coals, but he closed them again so quickly that Pinocchio
did not notice.
"And may I ask," inquired the Fox, "what you are
going to do with all that money?"
"First of all," answered the Marionette, "I want to
buy a fine new coat for my father, a coat of gold and
silver with diamond buttons; after that, I'll buy an A-B-C
book for myself."
"For yourself?"
"For myself. I want to go to school and study hard."
"Look at me," said the Fox. "For the silly reason of
wanting to study, I have lost a paw."
"Look at me," said the Cat. "For the same foolish reason,
I have lost the sight of both eyes."
At that moment, a Blackbird, perched on the fence
along the road, called out sharp and clear:
"Pinocchio, do not listen to bad advice. If you do,
you'll be sorry!"
Poor little Blackbird! If he had only kept his words
to himself! In the twinkling of an eyelid, the Cat leaped
on him, and ate him, feathers and all.
After eating the bird, he cleaned his whiskers, closed
his eyes, and became blind once more.
"Poor Blackbird!" said Pinocchio to the Cat.
"Why did you kill him?"
"I killed him to teach him a lesson. He talks too much.
Next time he will keep his words to himself."
By this time the three companions had walked a long
distance. Suddenly, the Fox stopped in his tracks and,
turning to the Marionette, said to him:
"Do you want to double your gold pieces?"
"What do you mean?"
"Do you want one hundred, a thousand, two thousand
gold pieces for your miserable five?"
"Yes, but how?"
"The way is very easy. Instead of returning home,
come with us."
"And where will you take me?"
"To the City of Simple Simons."
Pinocchio thought a while and then said firmly:
"No, I don't want to go. Home is near, and I'm going
where Father is waiting for me. How unhappy he must
be that I have not yet returned! I have been a bad son,
and the Talking Cricket was right when he said that a
disobedient boy cannot be happy in this world. I have
learned this at my own expense. Even last night in
the theater, when Fire Eater. . . Brrrr!!!!! . . .
The shivers run up and down my back at the mere thought of it."
"Well, then," said the Fox, "if you really want to go home,
go ahead, but you'll be sorry."
"You'll be sorry," repeated the Cat.
"Think well, Pinocchio, you are turning your back on Dame Fortune."
"On Dame Fortune," repeated the Cat.
"Tomorrow your five gold pieces will be two thousand!"
"Two thousand!" repeated the Cat.
"But how can they possibly become so many?" asked
Pinocchio wonderingly.
"I'll explain," said the Fox. "You must know that,
just outside the City of Simple Simons, there is a blessed
field called the Field of Wonders. In this field you dig
a hole and in the hole you bury a gold piece. After covering
up the hole with earth you water it well, sprinkle
a bit of salt on it, and go to bed. During the night, the
gold piece sprouts, grows, blossoms, and next morning
you find a beautiful tree, that is loaded with gold pieces."
"So that if I were to bury my five gold pieces," cried
Pinocchio with growing wonder, "next morning I should
find--how many?"
"It is very simple to figure out," answered the Fox.
"Why, you can figure it on your fingers! Granted that
each piece gives you five hundred, multiply five hundred
by five. Next morning you will find twenty-five hundred
new, sparkling gold pieces."
"Fine! Fine!" cried Pinocchio, dancing about with joy.
"And as soon as I have them, I shall keep two thousand
for myself and the other five hundred I'll give to you two."
"A gift for us?" cried the Fox, pretending to be insulted.
"Why, of course not!"
"Of course not!" repeated the Cat.
"We do not work for gain," answered the Fox.
"We work only to enrich others."
"To enrich others!" repeated the Cat.
"What good people," thought Pinocchio to himself.
And forgetting his father, the new coat, the A-B-C book,
and all his good resolutions, he said to the Fox and to the Cat:
"Let us go. I am with you."
CHAPTER 13
The Inn of the Red Lobster
Cat and Fox and Marionette walked and walked and walked.
At last, toward evening, dead tired, they came to the
Inn of the Red Lobster.
"Let us stop here a while," said the Fox, "to eat a bite
and rest for a few hours. At midnight we'll start out again,
for at dawn tomorrow we must be at the Field of Wonders."
They went into the Inn and all three sat down at the
same table. However, not one of them was very hungry.
sounded, louder than ever.
"God bless you!" said Pinocchio.
"Thanks! However, I ought to be sorry for myself,
too, just now. My good dinner is spoiled. I have no
more wood for the fire, and the lamb is only half cooked.
Never mind! In your place I'll burn some other Marionette.
Hey there! Officers!"
At the call, two wooden officers appeared, long and
thin as a yard of rope, with queer hats on their heads
and swords in their hands.
Fire Eater yelled at them in a hoarse voice:
"Take Harlequin, tie him, and throw him on the fire.
I want my lamb well done!"
Think how poor Harlequin felt! He was so scared
that his legs doubled up under him and he fell to the floor.
Pinocchio, at that heartbreaking sight, threw himself
at the feet of Fire Eater and, weepingbitterly, asked
in a pitiful voice which could scarcely be heard:
"Have pity, I beg of you, signore!"
"There are no signori here!"
"Have pity, kind sir!"
"There are no sirs here!"
"Have pity, your Excellency!"
On hearing himself addressed as your Excellency, the
Director of the Marionette Theater sat up very straight
in his chair, stroked his long beard, and becoming suddenly
kind and compassionate, smiled proudly as he said to Pinocchio:
"Well, what do you want from me now, Marionette?"
"I beg for mercy for my poor friend, Harlequin, who
has never done the least harm in his life."
"There is no mercy here, Pinocchio. I have spared
you. Harlequin must burn in your place. I am hungry
and my dinner must be cooked."
"In that case," said Pinocchio proudly, as he stood
up and flung away his cap of dough, "in that case, my
duty is clear. Come, officers! Tie me up and throw me
on those flames. No, it is not fair for poor Harlequin,
the best friend that I have in the world, to die in my place!"
These brave words, said in a piercing voice, made all
the other Marionettes cry. Even the officers, who were
made of wood also, cried like two babies.
Fire Eater at first remained hard and cold as a piece
of ice; but then, little by little, he softened and began to
sneeze. And after four or five sneezes, he opened wide
his arms and said to Pinocchio:
"You are a brave boy! Come to my arms and kiss me!"
Pinocchio ran to him and scurrying like a squirrel up the
long black beard, he gave Fire Eater a loving kiss on the
tip of his nose.
"Has pardon been granted to me?" asked poor
Harlequin with a voice that was hardly a breath.
"Pardon is yours!" answered Fire Eater; and sighing
and wagging his head, he added: "Well, tonight I shall
have to eat my lamb only half cooked, but beware the
next time, Marionettes."
At the news that pardon had been given, the
Marionettes ran to the stage and, turning on all the lights,
they danced and sang till dawn.
CHAPTER 12
Fire Eater gives Pinocchio five gold pieces for his father, Geppetto;
but the Marionette meets a Fox and a Cat and follows them
The next day Fire Eater called Pinocchio aside and asked him:
"What is your father's name?"
"Geppetto."
"And what is his trade?"
"He's a wood carver."
"Does he earn much?"
"He earns so much that he never has a penny in his
pockets. Just think that, in order to buy me an A-B-C
book for school, he had to sell the only coat he owned, a
coat so full of darns and patches that it was a pity."
"Poor fellow! I feel sorry for him. Here, take these
five gold pieces. Go, give them to him with my kindest regards."
Pinocchio, as may easily be imagined, thanked him
a thousand times. He kissed each Marionette in turn,
even the officers, and, beside himself with joy, set out on
his homeward journey.
He had gone barely half a mile when he met a lame
Fox and a blind Cat, walking together like two good
friends. The lame Fox leaned on the Cat, and the blind
Cat let the Fox lead him along.
"Good morning, Pinocchio," said the Fox, greeting him
courteously.
"How do you know my name?" asked the Marionette.
"I know your father well."
"Where have you seen him?"
"I saw him yesterdaystanding at the door of his house."
"And what was he doing?"
"He was in his shirt sleeves trembling with cold."
"Poor Father! But, after today, God willing, he will
suffer no longer."
"Why?"
"Because I have become a rich man."
"You, a rich man?" said the Fox, and he began to laugh
out loud. The Cat was laughing also, but tried to hide it
by stroking his long whiskers.
"There is nothing to laugh at," cried Pinocchio angrily.
"I am very sorry to make your mouth water, but these,
as you know, are five new gold pieces."
And he pulled out the gold pieces which Fire Eater
had given him.
At the cheerfultinkle of the gold, the Fox unconsciously
held out his paw that was supposed to be lame, and the
Cat opened wide his two eyes till they looked like live
coals, but he closed them again so quickly that Pinocchio
did not notice.
"And may I ask," inquired the Fox, "what you are
going to do with all that money?"
"First of all," answered the Marionette, "I want to
buy a fine new coat for my father, a coat of gold and
silver with diamond buttons; after that, I'll buy an A-B-C
book for myself."
"For yourself?"
"For myself. I want to go to school and study hard."
"Look at me," said the Fox. "For the silly reason of
wanting to study, I have lost a paw."
"Look at me," said the Cat. "For the same foolish reason,
I have lost the sight of both eyes."
At that moment, a Blackbird, perched on the fence
along the road, called out sharp and clear:
"Pinocchio, do not listen to bad advice. If you do,
you'll be sorry!"
Poor little Blackbird! If he had only kept his words
to himself! In the twinkling of an eyelid, the Cat leaped
on him, and ate him, feathers and all.
After eating the bird, he cleaned his whiskers, closed
his eyes, and became blind once more.
"Poor Blackbird!" said Pinocchio to the Cat.
"Why did you kill him?"
"I killed him to teach him a lesson. He talks too much.
Next time he will keep his words to himself."
By this time the three companions had walked a long
distance. Suddenly, the Fox stopped in his tracks and,
turning to the Marionette, said to him:
"Do you want to double your gold pieces?"
"What do you mean?"
"Do you want one hundred, a thousand, two thousand
gold pieces for your miserable five?"
"Yes, but how?"
"The way is very easy. Instead of returning home,
come with us."
"And where will you take me?"
"To the City of Simple Simons."
Pinocchio thought a while and then said firmly:
"No, I don't want to go. Home is near, and I'm going
where Father is waiting for me. How unhappy he must
be that I have not yet returned! I have been a bad son,
and the Talking Cricket was right when he said that a
disobedient boy cannot be happy in this world. I have
learned this at my own expense. Even last night in
the theater, when Fire Eater. . . Brrrr!!!!! . . .
The shivers run up and down my back at the mere thought of it."
"Well, then," said the Fox, "if you really want to go home,
go ahead, but you'll be sorry."
"You'll be sorry," repeated the Cat.
"Think well, Pinocchio, you are turning your back on Dame Fortune."
"On Dame Fortune," repeated the Cat.
"Tomorrow your five gold pieces will be two thousand!"
"Two thousand!" repeated the Cat.
"But how can they possibly become so many?" asked
Pinocchio wonderingly.
"I'll explain," said the Fox. "You must know that,
just outside the City of Simple Simons, there is a blessed
field called the Field of Wonders. In this field you dig
a hole and in the hole you bury a gold piece. After covering
up the hole with earth you water it well, sprinkle
a bit of salt on it, and go to bed. During the night, the
gold piece sprouts, grows, blossoms, and next morning
you find a beautiful tree, that is loaded with gold pieces."
"So that if I were to bury my five gold pieces," cried
Pinocchio with growing wonder, "next morning I should
find--how many?"
"It is very simple to figure out," answered the Fox.
"Why, you can figure it on your fingers! Granted that
each piece gives you five hundred, multiply five hundred
by five. Next morning you will find twenty-five hundred
new, sparkling gold pieces."
"Fine! Fine!" cried Pinocchio, dancing about with joy.
"And as soon as I have them, I shall keep two thousand
for myself and the other five hundred I'll give to you two."
"A gift for us?" cried the Fox, pretending to be insulted.
"Why, of course not!"
"Of course not!" repeated the Cat.
"We do not work for gain," answered the Fox.
"We work only to enrich others."
"To enrich others!" repeated the Cat.
"What good people," thought Pinocchio to himself.
And forgetting his father, the new coat, the A-B-C book,
and all his good resolutions, he said to the Fox and to the Cat:
"Let us go. I am with you."
CHAPTER 13
The Inn of the Red Lobster
Cat and Fox and Marionette walked and walked and walked.
At last, toward evening, dead tired, they came to the
Inn of the Red Lobster.
"Let us stop here a while," said the Fox, "to eat a bite
and rest for a few hours. At midnight we'll start out again,
for at dawn tomorrow we must be at the Field of Wonders."
They went into the Inn and all three sat down at the
same table. However, not one of them was very hungry.
- wooden [´wudn]
a.木制的；呆板的 (初中英语单词) - bitterly [´bitəli] ad.悲痛地；憎恨地 (初中英语单词)
- proudly [´praudli] ad.骄傲地；傲慢地 (初中英语单词)
- squirrel [´skwirəl] n.松鼠 (初中英语单词)
- pardon [´pɑ:dən] n.&vt.原谅；饶恕；赦免 (初中英语单词)
- barely [´beəli] ad.公开地；仅仅 (初中英语单词)
- yesterday [´jestədi] n.&ad.昨天；前不久 (初中英语单词)
- standing [´stændiŋ] n.持续 a.直立的 (初中英语单词)
- willing [´wiliŋ] a.情愿的，乐意的 (初中英语单词)
- cheerful [´tʃiəful] a.快乐的；高兴的 (初中英语单词)
- supposed [sə´pəuzd] a.想象的；假定的 (初中英语单词)
- miserable [´mizərəbəl] a.悲惨的；可怜的 (初中英语单词)
- waiting [´weitiŋ] n.等候；伺候 (初中英语单词)
- unhappy [ʌn´hæpi] a.不幸的；不快乐的 (初中英语单词)
- multiply [´mʌltiplai] v.增加；倍增；繁殖 (初中英语单词)
- midnight [´midnait] n.午夜；漆黑 (初中英语单词)
- pitiful [´pitifəl] a.可怜的；慈悲的 (高中英语单词)
- hearing [´hiəriŋ] n.听力；听证会；审讯 (高中英语单词)
- loving [´lʌviŋ] a.爱的，有爱情的 (高中英语单词)
- beware [bi´weə] v.(用于祈使句)谨防 (高中英语单词)
- homeward [´həumwəd] ad.&a.回家(的) (高中英语单词)
- cricket [´krikit] n.蟋蟀；板球 (高中英语单词)
- repeated [ri´pi:tid] a.反复的；重复的 (高中英语单词)
- enrich [in´ritʃ] vt.使丰富；改进 (高中英语单词)
- hoarse [hɔ:s] a.嘶哑的；嗓门粗哑的 (英语四级单词)
- tinkle [´tiŋkəl] v.&n.(使发)叮当声 (英语四级单词)
- blackbird [´blækbə:d] n.画眉，燕八哥 (英语四级单词)
- eyelid [´ai,lid] n.眼睑；眼皮 (英语四级单词)
- weeping [´wi:piŋ] a.&n.哭泣(的) (英语六级单词)
- excellency [´eksələnsi] n.阁下 (英语六级单词)
- compassionate [kəm´pæʃənit] a.有同情心的 vt.同情 (英语六级单词)
- piercing [´piəsiŋ] a.刺(贯)穿的；尖刻的 (英语六级单词)
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