keep hops。 If you want it； take it。 There it is。〃
Pinocchio did not wait for him to repeat his words。
He took the bag； which happened to be empty； and after
cutting a big hole at the top and two at the sides； he
slipped into it as if it were a shirt。 Lightly clad as he was；
he started out toward the village。
Along the way he felt very uneasy。 In fact he was so
unhappy that he went along taking two steps forward
and one back； and as he went he said to himself：
〃How shall I ever face my good little Fairy？ What
will she say when she sees me？ Will she forgive this last
trick of mine？ I am sure she won't。 Oh； no； she won't。
And I deserve it； as usual！ For I am a rascal； fine on
promises which I never keep！〃
He came to the village late at night。 It was so dark he
could see nothing and it was raining pitchforks。
Pinocchio went straight to the Fairy's house； firmly
resolved to knock at the door。
When he found himself there； he lost courage and ran
back a few steps。 A second time he came to the door and
again he ran back。 A third time he repeated his
performance。 The fourth time； before he had time to lose
his courage； he grasped the knocker and made a faint sound
with it。
He waited and waited and waited。 Finally； after a full
half hour； a top…floor window （the house had four stories）
opened and Pinocchio saw a large Snail look out。 A tiny
light glowed on top of her head。 〃Who knocks at this
late hour？〃 she called。
〃Is the Fairy home？〃 asked the Marionette。
〃The Fairy is asleep and does not wish to be disturbed。
Who are you？〃
〃It is I。〃
〃Who's I？〃
〃Pinocchio。〃
〃Who is Pinocchio？〃
〃The Marionette； the one who lives in the Fairy's house。〃
〃Oh； I understand；〃 said the Snail。 〃Wait for me there。
I'll come down to open the door for you。〃
〃Hurry； I beg of you； for I am dying of cold。〃
〃My boy； I am a snail and snails are never in a hurry。〃
An hour passed； two hours； and the door was still closed。
Pinocchio； who was trembling with fear and shivering
from the cold rain on his back； knocked a second time；
this time louder than before。
At that second knock； a window on the third floor
opened and the same Snail looked out。
〃Dear little Snail；〃 cried Pinocchio from the street。
〃I have been waiting two hours for you！ And two hours
on a dreadful night like this are as long as two years。
Hurry； please！〃
〃My boy；〃 answered the Snail in a calm； peaceful
voice； 〃my dear boy； I am a snail and snails are never in
a hurry。〃 And the window closed。
A few minutes later midnight struck； then one o'clock
two o'clock。 And the door still remained closed！
Then Pinocchio； losing all patience； grabbed the
knocker with both hands； fully determined to awaken the
whole house and street with it。 As soon as he touched the
knocker； however； it became an eel and wiggled away into
the darkness。
〃Really？〃 cried Pinocchio； blind with rage。 〃If the
knocker is gone； I can still use my feet。〃
He stepped back and gave the door a most solemn kick。
He kicked so hard that his foot went straight through the
door and his leg followed almost to the knee。 No matter
how he pulled and tugged； he could not pull it out。 There
he stayed as if nailed to the door。
Poor Pinocchio！ The rest of the night he had to spend
with one foot through the door and the other one in the air。
As dawn was breaking； the door finally opened。 That brave
little animal； the Snail； had taken exactly nine hours to go
from the fourth floor to the street。 How she must have raced！
〃What are you doing with your foot through the door？〃
she asked the Marionette； laughing。
〃It was a misfortune。 Won't you try； pretty little Snail；
to free me from this terrible torture？〃
〃My boy； we need a carpenter here and I have never been one。〃
〃Ask the Fairy to help me！〃
〃The Fairy is asleep and does not want to be disturbed。〃
〃But what do you want me to do； nailed to the door like this？〃
〃Enjoy yourself counting the ants which are passing by。〃
〃Bring me something to eat； at least； for I am faint with hunger。〃
〃Immediately！〃
In fact； after three hours and a half； Pinocchio saw her
return with a silver tray on her head。 On the tray there
was bread； roast chicken； fruit。
〃Here is the breakfast the Fairy sends to you；〃 said the Snail。
At the sight of all these good things； the Marionette felt much better。
What was his disgust； however； when on tasting the food；
he found the bread to be made of chalk； the chicken
of cardboard； and the brilliant fruit of colored alabaster！
He wanted to cry； he wanted to give himself up to
despair； he wanted to throw away the tray and all that
was on it。 Instead； either from pain or weakness； he fell
to the floor in a dead faint。
When he regained his senses； he found himself stretched
out on a sofa and the Fairy was seated near him。
〃This time also I forgive you；〃 said the Fairy to him。
〃But be careful not to get into mischief again。〃
Pinocchio promised to study and to behave himself。
And he kept his word for the remainder of the year。 At
the end of it； he passed first in all his examinations； and
his report was so good that the Fairy said to him happily：
〃Tomorrow your wish will come true。〃
〃And what is it？〃
〃Tomorrow you will cease to be a Marionette and will become a real boy。〃
Pinocchio was beside himself with joy。 All his friends
and schoolmates must be invited to celebrate the great
event！ The Fairy promised to prepare two hundred cups
of coffee…and…milk and four hundred slices of toast
buttered on both sides。
The day promised to be a very gay and happy one； but
Unluckily； in a Marionette's life there's always a BUT
which is apt to spoil everything。
CHAPTER 30
Pinocchio； instead of becoming a boy； runs away
to the Land of Toys with his friend； Lamp…Wick
Coming at last out of the surprise into which the Fairy's
words had thrown him； Pinocchio asked for permission to
give out the invitations。
〃Indeed； you may invite your friends to tomorrow's party。
Only remember to return home before dark。 Do you understand？〃
〃I'll be back in one hour without fail；〃 answered the Marionette。
〃Take care； Pinocchio！ Boys give promises very easily；
but they as easily forget them。〃
〃But I am not like those others。 When I give my word I keep it。〃
〃We shall see。 In case you do disobey； you will be the one
to suffer； not anyone else。〃
〃Why？〃
〃Because boys who do not listen to their elders always come to grief。〃
〃I certainly have；〃 said Pinocchio； 〃but from now on； I obey。〃
〃We shall see if you are telling the truth。〃
Without adding another word； the Marionette bade the good
Fairy good…by； and singing and dancing； he left the house。
In a little more than an hour； all his friends were
invited。 Some accepted quickly and gladly。 Others had to
be coaxed； but when they heard that the toast was to be
buttered on both sides； they all ended by accepting
the invitation with the words； 〃We'll come to please you。〃
Now it must be known that； among all his friends；
Pinocchio had one whom he loved most of all。
The boy's real name was Romeo； but everyone called him
Lamp…Wick； for he was long and thin and had a woebegone
look about him。
Lamp…Wick was the laziest boy in the school and the
biggest mischief…maker； but Pinocchio loved him dearly。
That day； he went straight to his friend's house to invite him
to the party； but Lamp…Wick was not at home。 He went a second time；
and again a third； but still without success。
Where could he be？ Pinocchio searched here and there and everywhere；
and finally discovered him hiding near a farmer's wagon。
〃What are you doing there？〃 asked Pinocchio； running up to him。
〃I am waiting for midnight to strike to go〃
〃Where？〃
〃Far； far away！〃
〃And I have gone to your house three times to look for you！〃
〃What did you want from me？〃
〃Haven't you heard the news？ Don't you know what good luck is mine？〃
〃What is it？〃
〃Tomorrow I end my days as a Marionette and become a boy；
like you and all my other friends。〃
〃May it bring you luck！〃
〃Shall I see you at my party tomorrow？〃
〃But I'm telling you that I go tonight。〃
〃At what time？〃
〃At midnight。〃
〃And where are you going？〃
〃To a real countrythe best in the worlda wonderful place！〃
〃What is it called？〃
〃It is called the Land of Toys。 Why don't you come； too？〃
〃I？ Oh； no！〃
〃You are making a big mistake； Pinocchio。 Believe me；
if you don't come； you'll be sorry。 Where can you find
a place that will agree better with you and me？ No schools；
no teachers； no books！ In that blessed place there is no
such thing as study。 Here； it is only on Saturdays that
we have no school。 In the Land of Toys； every day； except
Sunday； is a Saturday。 Vacation begins on the first
of January and ends on the last day of December。 That
is the place for me！ All countries should be like it！
How happy we should all be！〃
〃But how does one spend the day in the Land of Toys？〃
〃Days are spent in play and enjoyment from morn till
night。 At night one goes to bed； and next morning； the
good times begin all over again。 What do you think of it？〃
〃H'm！〃 said Pinocchio； nodding his wooden head； as if to say；
〃It's the kind of life which would agree with me perfectly。〃
〃Do you want to go with me； then？ Yes or no？ You
must make up your mind。〃
〃No； no； and again no！ I have promised my kind Fairy
to become a good boy； and I want to keep my word。 Just
see： The sun is setting and I must leave you and run。
Good…by and good luck to you！〃
〃Where are you going in such a hurry？〃
〃Home。 My good Fairy wants me to return home before night。〃
〃Wait two minutes more。〃
〃It's too late！〃
〃Only two minutes。〃
〃And if the Fairy scolds me？〃
〃Let her scold。 After she gets tired； she will stop；〃 said Lamp…Wick。
〃Are you going alone or with others？〃
〃Alone？ There will be more than a hundred of us！〃
〃Will you walk？〃
〃At midnight the wagon passes here that is to take us
within the boundaries of that marvelous country。〃
〃How I wish midnight would strike！〃
〃Why？〃
〃To see you al