〃Not　I；〃　repeated　Pinocchio。
  〃And　with　what　was　he　wounded？〃
  〃With　this　book；〃　and　the　Marionette　picked　up　the
  arithmetic　text　to　show　it　to　the　officer。
  〃And　whose　book　is　this？〃
  〃Mine。〃
  〃Enough。〃
  〃Not　another　word！　　Get　up　as　quickly　as　you　can　and　come　along　with　us。〃
  〃But　I〃
  〃Come　with　us！〃
  〃But　I　am　innocent。〃
  〃Come　with　us！〃
  Before　starting　out；　the　officers　called　out　to　several
  fishermen　passing　by　in　a　boat　and　said　to　them：
  〃Take　care　of　this　little　fellow　who　has　been　hurt。
  Take　him　home　and　bind　his　wounds。　　Tomorrow　we'll　come　after　him。〃
  They　then　took　hold　of　Pinocchio　and；　putting　him
  between　them；　said　to　him　in　a　rough　voice：　　〃March！
  And　go　quickly；　or　it　will　be　the　worse　for　you！〃
  They　did　not　have　to　repeat　their　words。　　The　Marionette
  walked　swiftly　along　the　road　to　the　village。　　But　the
  poor　fellow　hardly　knew　what　he　was　about。　　He　thought
  he　had　a　nightmare。　　He　felt　ill。　　His　eyes　saw　everything
  double；　his　legs　trembled；　his　tongue　was　dry；　and；　try　as
  he　might；　he　could　not　utter　a　single　word。　　Yet；　in　spite
  of　this　numbness　of　feeling；　he　suffered　keenly　at　the
  thought　of　passing　under　the　windows　of　his　good　little
  Fairy's　house。　　What　would　she　say　on　seeing　him　between
  two　Carabineers？
  They　had　just　reached　the　village；　when　a　sudden　gust
  of　wind　blew　off　Pinocchio's　cap　and　made　it　go　sailing　far
  down　the　street。
  〃Would　you　allow　me；〃　the　Marionette　asked　the
  Carabineers；　〃to　run　after　my　cap？〃
  〃Very　well；　go；　but　hurry。〃
  The　Marionette　went；　picked　up　his　capbut　instead
  of　putting　it　on　his　head；　he　stuck　it　between　his　teeth
  and　then　raced　toward　the　sea。
  He　went　like　a　bullet　out　of　a　gun。
  The　Carabineers；　judging　that　it　would　be　very　difficult
  to　catch　him；　sent　a　large　Mastiff　after　him；　one　that　had
  won　first　prize　in　all　the　dog　races。　　Pinocchio　ran　fast　and
  the　Dog　ran　faster。　　At　so　much　noise；　the　people　hung　out
  of　the　windows　or　gathered　in　the　street；　anxious　to　see
  the　end　of　the　contest。　　But　they　were　disappointed；
  for　the　Dog　and　Pinocchio　raised　so　much　dust　on　the　road　that；
  after　a　few　moments；　it　was　impossible　to　see　them。
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  Pinocchio　runs　the　danger　of　being　fried　in　a　pan　like　a　fish
  During　that　wild　chase；　Pinocchio　lived　through　a
  terrible　moment　when　he　almost　gave　himself　up　as　lost。
  This　was　when　Alidoro　（that　was　the　Mastiff's　name）；
  in　a　frenzy　of　running；　came　so　near　that　he　was　on　the
  very　point　of　reaching　him。
  The　Marionette　heard；　close　behind　him；　the　labored
  breathing　of　the　beast　who　was　fast　on　his　trail；　and　now
  and　again　even　felt　his　hot　breath　blow　over　him。
  Luckily；　by　this　time；　he　was　very　near　the　shore；　and
  the　sea　was　in　sight；　in　fact；　only　a　few　short　steps　away。
  As　soon　as　he　set　foot　on　the　beach；　Pinocchio　gave　a
  leap　and　fell　into　the　water。　　Alidoro　tried　to　stop；　but
  as　he　was　running　very　fast；　he　couldn't；　and　he；　too；
  landed　far　out　in　the　sea。　　Strange　though　it　may　seem；
  the　Dog　could　not　swim。　　He　beat　the　water　with　his　paws　to
  hold　himself　up；　but　the　harder　he　tried；　the　deeper　he　sank。
  As　he　stuck　his　head　out　once　more；　the　poor　fellow's　eyes
  were　bulging　and　he　barked　out　wildly；　〃I　drown！　　I　drown！〃
  〃Drown！〃　answered　Pinocchio　from　afar；　happy　at　his　escape。
  〃Help；　Pinocchio；　dear　little　Pinocchio！　　Save　me　from　death！〃
  At　those　cries　of　suffering；　the　Marionette；　who　after
  all　had　a　very　kind　heart；　was　moved　to　compassion。
  He　turned　toward　the　poor　animal　and　said　to　him：
  〃But　if　I　help　you；　will　you　promise　not　to　bother　me
  again　by　running　after　me？〃
  〃I　promise！　　I　promise！　　Only　hurry；　for　if　you　wait
  another　second；　I'll　be　dead　and　gone！〃
  Pinocchio　hesitated　still　another　minute。　　Then；　remembering
  how　his　father　had　often　told　him　that　a　kind　deed　is　never　lost；
  he　swam　to　Alidoro　and；　catching　hold　of　his　tail；　dragged　him　to　the　shore。
  The　poor　Dog　was　so　weak　he　could　not　stand。　　He　had
  swallowed　so　much　salt　water　that　he　was　swollen　like　a
  balloon。　　However；　Pinocchio；　not　wishing　to　trust　him
  too　much；　threw　himself　once　again　into　the　sea。　　As　he
  swam　away；　he　called　out：
  〃Good…by；　Alidoro；　good　luck　and　remember　me　to　the　family！〃
  〃Good…by；　little　Pinocchio；〃　answered　the　Dog。
  〃A　thousand　thanks　for　having　saved　me　from　death。
  You　did　me　a　good　turn；　and；　in　this　world；　what　is　given
  is　always　returned。　　If　the　chance　comes；　I　shall　be　there。〃
  Pinocchio　went　on　swimming　close　to　shore。　　At　last
  he　thought　he　had　reached　a　safe　place。　　Glancing　up　and
  down　the　beach；　he　saw　the　opening　of　a　cave　out　of　which
  rose　a　spiral　of　smoke。
  〃In　that　cave；〃　he　said　to　himself；　〃there　must　be　a　fire。
  So　much　the　better。　　I'll　dry　my　clothes　and　warm　myself；
  and　thenwell〃
  His　mind　made　up；　Pinocchio　swam　to　the　rocks；　but
  as　he　started　to　climb；　he　felt　something　under　him　lifting
  him　up　higher　and　higher。　　He　tried　to　escape；　but　he　was
  too　late。　　To　his　great　surprise；　he　found　himself　in　a　huge
  net；　amid　a　crowd　of　fish　of　all　kinds　and　sizes；　who　were
  fighting　and　struggling　desperately　to　free　themselves。
  At　the　same　time；　he　saw　a　Fisherman　come　out　of　the
  cave；　a　Fisherman　so　ugly　that　Pinocchio　thought　he　was　a
  sea　monster。　　In　place　of　hair；　his　head　was　covered　by　a
  thick　bush　of　green　grass。　　Green　was　the　skin　of　his　body；
  green　were　his　eyes；　green　was　the　long；　long　beard　that
  reached　down　to　his　feet。　　He　looked　like　a　giant　lizard
  with　legs　and　arms。
  When　the　Fisherman　pulled　the　net　out　of　the　sea；
  he　cried　out　joyfully：
  〃Blessed　Providence！　　Once　more　I'll　have　a　fine　meal　of　fish！〃
  〃Thank　Heaven；　I'm　not　a　fish！〃　said　Pinocchio　to　himself；
  trying　with　these　words　to　find　a　little　courage。
  The　Fisherman　took　the　net　and　the　fish　to　the　cave；
  a　dark；　gloomy；　smoky　place。　　In　the　middle　of　it；　a　pan
  full　of　oil　sizzled　over　a　smoky　fire；　sending　out　a　repelling
  odor　of　tallow　that　took　away　one's　breath。
  〃Now；　let's　see　what　kind　of　fish　we　have　caught
  today；〃　said　the　Green　Fisherman。　　He　put　a　hand　as　big
  as　a　spade　into　the　net　and　pulled　out　a　handful　of　mullets。
  〃Fine　mullets；　these！〃　he　said；　after　looking　at　them　and
  smelling　them　with　pleasure。　　After　that；　he　threw　them
  into　a　large；　empty　tub。
  Many　times　he　repeated　this　performance。　　As　he　pulled
  each　fish　out　of　the　net；　his　mouth　watered　with　the
  thought　of　the　good　dinner　coming；　and　he　said：
  〃Fine　fish；　these　bass！〃
  〃Very　tasty；　these　whitefish！〃
  〃Delicious　flounders；　these！〃
  〃What　splendid　crabs！〃
  〃And　these　dear　little　anchovies；　with　their　heads　still　on！〃
  As　you　can　well　imagine；　the　bass；　the　flounders；　the
  whitefish；　and　even　the　little　anchovies　all　went　together
  into　the　tub　to　keep　the　mullets　company。　　The　last　to　come
  out　of　the　net　was　Pinocchio。
  As　soon　as　the　Fisherman　pulled　him　out；　his　green　eyes
  opened　wide　with　surprise；　and　he　cried　out　in　fear：
  〃What　kind　of　fish　is　this？　　I　don't　remember　ever
  eating　anything　like　it。〃
  He　looked　at　him　closely　and　after　turning　him　over　and
  over；　he　said　at　last：
  〃I　understand。　　He　must　be　a　crab！〃
  Pinocchio；　mortified　at　being　taken　for　a　crab；　said　resentfully：
  〃What　nonsense！　　A　crab　indeed！　　I　am　no　such　thing。
  Beware　how　you　deal　with　me！　I　am　a　Marionette；
  I　want　you　to　know。〃
  〃A　Marionette？〃　asked　the　Fisherman。　　〃I　must　admit　that
  a　Marionette　fish　is；　for　me；　an　entirely　new　kind　of　fish。
  So　much　the　better。　　I'll　eat　you　with　greater　relish。〃
  〃Eat　me？　　But　can't　you　understand　that　I'm　not　a　fish？
  Can't　you　hear　that　I　speak　and　think　as　you　do？〃
  〃It's　true；〃　answered　the　Fisherman；　〃but　since　I　see
  that　you　are　a　fish；　well　able　to　talk　and　think　as　I　do；
  I'll　treat　you　with　all　due　respect。〃
  〃And　that　is〃
  〃That；　as　a　sign　of　my　particular　esteem；　I'll　leave　to
  you　the　choice　of　the　manner　in　which　you　are　to　be
  cooked。　　Do　you　wish　to　be　fried　in　a　pan；　or　do　you　prefer
  to　be　cooked　with　tomato　sauce？〃
  〃To　tell　you　the　truth；〃　answered　Pinocchio；　〃if　I　must　choose；
  I　should　much　rather　go　free　so　I　may　return　home！〃
  〃Are　you　fooling？　　Do　you　think　that　I　want　to　lose
  the　opportunity　to　taste　such　a　rare　fish？　　A　Marionette
  fish　does　not　come　very　often　to　these　seas。　　Leave　it　to　me。
  I'll　fry　you　in　the　pan　with　the　others。　　I　know　you'll　like　it。
  It's　always　a　comfort　to　find　oneself　in　good　company。〃
  The　unlucky　Marionette；　hearing　this；　began　to　cry　and
  wail　and　beg。　　With　tears　streaming　down　his　cheeks；　he　said：
  〃How　much　better　it　would　have　been　for　me　to　go　to　school！
  I　did　listen　to　my　playmates　and　now　I　am　paying　for　it！
  Oh！　　Oh！　　Oh！〃
  And　as　he　struggled　and　squirmed　like　an　eel　to　escape　from　him；
  the　Green　Fisherman　took　a　stout　cord　and　tied　him　hand　and　foot；
  and　threw　him　into　the　bottom　of　the　tub　with　the　others。
  Then　he　pulled　a　wooden　bowl　full　of　flour　out　of　a
  cupboard　and　started　to　roll　the　fish　into　it；　one　by　one。
  When　they　were　white　with　it；　he　threw　them　into　the　pan。
  The　first　to　dance　in　the　hot　oil　were　the　mullets；
  the　bass　followed；　then　the　whitefish；　the　flounders；　and
  the　anchovies。　　Pinocchio's　turn　came　last。