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Title: Pinocchio : the tale of a puppet
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Collodi, Carlo, 1826-1890 Folkard, Charles, ill
Subjects: Puppets Fantasy
Publisher: London : J.M. Dent New York : E.P. Dutton
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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at poor Harlequin! His terrorwas so great that his legs bent under him, and hefell with his face on the ground. At this agonising sight Pinocchio, weeping bitterly,threw himself at the showmans feet, and bathinghis long beard with his tears he began to say in asupplicating voice: Have pity, Sir Fire-eater! ... Here there are no sirs, the showman answeredseverely. Have pity, Sir Knight! . . . Here there are no knights ! Have pity, Commander! . . . Here there are no commanders! Have pity, Excellence! ... Upon hearing himself called Excellence the show-man began to smile, and became at once kinder andmore tractable. Turning to Pinocchio he asked: u Well, what do you want from me ? I implore you to pardon poor Harlequin. For him there can be no pardon. As I havespared you he must be put on the fire, for I amdetermined that my mutton shall be well roasted. In that case, cried Pinocchio proudly, risingand throwing away his cap of bread crumb—inthat case I know my duty. Come on, gendarmes!
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Threw himself at the showmans feet. 60 THE ADVENTURES OF PINOCCHIO Bind me and throw me amongst the flames. No, itis not just that poor Harlequin, my true friend,should die for me! . . . These words, pronounced in a loud heroic voice,made all the puppets who were present cry. Eventhe gendarmes, although they were made of wood,wept like two newly-born lambs. Fire-eater at first remained as hard and unmovedas ice, but little by little he began to melt and tosneeze. And having sneezed four or five times, heopened his arms affectionately, and said to Pinocchio: You are a good, brave boy ! Come here andgive me a kiss. Pinocchio ran at once, and climbing like a squirrelup the showmans beard he deposited a hearty kisson the point of his nose. Then the pardon is granted ?1 asked poorHarlequin in a faint voice that was scarcely audible. The pardon is granted!1 answered Fire-eater;he then added, sighing and shaking his head : u I must have patience ! To-night I shall have toresign myself to eat

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