the adventures of pinocchio-第5章
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〃I'd give them to you gladly；〃 answered the other； poking fun at him； 〃but just now I can't give them to you。〃
〃For the price of four pennies； I'll sell you my coat。〃
〃If it rains； what shall I do with a coat of flowered paper？ I could not take it off again。〃
〃Do you want to buy my shoes？〃
〃They are only good enough to light a fire with。〃
〃What about my hat？〃
〃Fine bargain； indeed！ A cap of dough！ The mice might come and eat it from my head！〃
Pinocchio was almost in tears。 He was just about to make one last offer； but he lacked the courage to do so。 He hesitated； he wondered； he could not make up his mind。 At last he said：
〃Will you give me four pennies for the book？〃
〃I am a boy and I buy nothing from boys；〃 said the little fellow with far more common sense than the Marionette。
〃I'll give you four pennies for your A…B…C book；〃 said a ragpicker who stood by。
Then and there； the book changed hands。 And to think that poor old Geppetto sat at home in his shirt sleeves； shivering with cold； having sold his coat to buy that little book for his son！
CHAPTER 10
The Marionettes recognize their brother Pinocchio； and greet him with loud cheers； but the Director； Fire Eater； happens along and poor Pinocchio almost loses his life
Quick as a flash； Pinocchio disappeared into the Marionette Theater。 And then something happened which almost caused a riot。
The curtain was up and the performance had started。
Harlequin and Pulcinella were reciting on the stage and； as usual； they were threatening each other with sticks and blows。
The theater was full of people； enjoying the spectacle and laughing till they cried at the antics of the two Marionettes。
The play continued for a few minutes； and then suddenly； without any warning； Harlequin stopped talking。 Turning toward the audience； he pointed to the rear of the orchestra； yelling wildly at the same time：
〃Look； look！ Am I asleep or awake？ Or do I really see Pinocchio there？〃
〃Yes； yes！ It is Pinocchio！〃 screamed Pulcinella。
〃It is！ It is！〃 shrieked Signora Rosaura； peeking in from the side of the stage。
〃It is Pinocchio！ It is Pinocchio！〃 yelled all the Marionettes； pouring out of the wings。 〃It is Pinocchio。 It is our brother Pinocchio！ Hurrah for Pinocchio！〃
〃Pinocchio； come up to me！〃 shouted Harlequin。 〃Come to the arms of your wooden brothers！〃
At such a loving invitation； Pinocchio； with one leap from the back of the orchestra； found himself in the front rows。 With another leap； he was on the orchestra leader's head。 With a third； he landed on the stage。
It is impossible to describe the shrieks of joy； the warm embraces； the knocks； and the friendly greetings with which that strange company of dramatic actors and actresses received Pinocchio。
It was a heart…rending spectacle； but the audience； seeing that the play had stopped； became angry and began to yell：
〃The play； the play； we want the play！〃
The yelling was of no use； for the Marionettes； instead of going on with their act； made twice as much racket as before； and； lifting up Pinocchio on their shoulders； carried him around the stage in triumph。
At that very moment； the Director came out of his room。 He had such a fearful appearance that one look at him would fill you with horror。 His beard was as black as pitch； and so long that it reached from his chin down to his feet。 His mouth was as wide as an oven； his teeth like yellow fangs； and his eyes； two glowing red coals。 In his huge； hairy hands； a long whip； made of green snakes and black cats' tails twisted together； swished through the air in a dangerous way。
At the unexpected apparition； no one dared even to breathe。 One could almost hear a fly go by。 Those poor Marionettes； one and all； trembled like leaves in a storm。
〃Why have you brought such excitement into my theater；〃 the huge fellow asked Pinocchio with the voice of an ogre suffering with a cold。
〃Believe me； your Honor； the fault was not mine。〃
〃Enough！ Be quiet！ I'll take care of you later。〃
As soon as the play was over； the Director went to the kitchen； where a fine big lamb was slowly turning on the spit。 More wood was needed to finish cooking it。 He called Harlequin and Pulcinella and said to them：
〃Bring that Marionette to me！ He looks as if he were made of well…seasoned wood。 He'll make a fine fire for this spit。〃
Harlequin and Pulcinella hesitated a bit。 Then； frightened by a look from their master； they left the kitchen to obey him。 A few minutes later they returned； carrying poor Pinocchio； who was wriggling and squirming like an eel and crying pitifully：
〃Father； save me！ I don't want to die！ I don't want to die！〃
CHAPTER 11
Fire Eater sneezes and forgives Pinocchio； who saves his friend； Harlequin； from death
In the theater； great excitement reigned。
Fire Eater （this was really his name） was very ugly； but he was far from being as bad as he looked。 Proof of this is that； when he saw the poor Marionette being brought in to him； struggling with fear and crying； 〃I don't want to die！ I don't want to die！〃 he felt sorry for him and began first to waver and then to weaken。 Finally； he could control himself no longer and gave a loud sneeze。
At that sneeze； Harlequin； who until then had been as sad as a weeping willow； smiled happily and leaning toward the Marionette； whispered to him：
〃Good news； brother mine！ Fire Eater has sneezed and this is a sign that he feels sorry for you。 You are saved！〃
For be it known； that； while other people； when sad and sorrowful； weep and wipe their eyes； Fire Eater； on the other hand； had the strange habit of sneezing each time he felt unhappy。 The way was just as good as any other to show the kindness of his heart。
After sneezing； Fire Eater； ugly as ever； cried to Pinocchio：
〃Stop crying！ Your wails give me a funny feeling down here in my stomach andEtchee！Etchee！〃 Two loud sneezes finished his speech。
〃God bless you！〃 said Pinocchio。
〃Thanks！ Are your father and mother still living？〃 demanded Fire Eater。
〃My father； yes。 My mother I have never known。〃
〃Your poor father would suffer terribly if I were to use you as firewood。 Poor old man！ I feel sorry for him！ Etchee！ Etchee！ Etchee！〃 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； weeping bitterly； 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
