"We do not work for gain," answered the Fox.
"A gift for us?" cried the Fox, pretending to be insulted. "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." "Fine! Fine!" cried Pinocchio, dancing about with joy. Next morning you will find twenty-five hundred new, sparkling gold pieces." "Why, you can figure it on your fingers! Granted that each piece gives you five hundred, multiply five hundred by five. "It is very simple to figure out," answered the Fox. "So that if I were to bury my five gold pieces," cried Pinocchio with growing wonder, "next morning I should find-how many?" During the night, the gold piece sprouts, grows, blossoms, and next morning you find a beautiful tree, that is loaded with gold pieces." After covering up the hole with earth you water it well, sprinkle a bit of salt on it, and go to bed. In this field you dig a hole and in the hole you bury a gold piece. "You must know that, just outside the City of Simple Simons, there is a blessed field called the Field of Wonders. "But how can they possibly become so many?" asked Pinocchio wonderingly. "Tomorrow your five gold pieces will be two thousand!" "Think well, Pinocchio, you are turning your back on Dame Fortune." "Well, then," said the Fox, "if you really want to go home, go ahead, but you'll be sorry." The shivers run up and down my back at the mere thought of it." Even last night in the theater, when Fire Eater. 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. Home is near, and I'm going where Father is waiting for me. Pinocchio thought a while and then said firmly: Instead of returning home, come with us." "Do you want one hundred, a thousand, two thousand gold pieces for your miserable five?" "Do you want to double your gold pieces?" Suddenly, the Fox stopped in his tracks and, turning to the Marionette, said to him: Next time he will keep his words to himself."īy this time the three companions had walked a long distance. "Poor Blackbird!" said Pinocchio to the Cat. 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.Īfter eating the bird, he cleaned his whiskers, closed his eyes, and became blind once more. "For the same foolish reason, I have lost the sight of both eyes."Īt that moment, a Blackbird, perched on the fence along the road, called out sharp and clear: "For the silly reason of wanting to study, I have lost a paw." "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." "And may I ask," inquired the Fox, "what you are going to do with all that money?" "I am very sorry to make your mouth water, but these, as you know, are five new gold pieces."Īnd he pulled out the gold pieces which Fire Eater had given him.Īt the cheerful tinkle 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. "There is nothing to laugh at," cried Pinocchio angrily. The Cat was laughing also, but tried to hide it by stroking his long whiskers. "You, a rich man?" said the Fox, and he began to laugh out loud. "Poor Father! But, after today, God willing, he will suffer no longer." "He was in his shirt sleeves trembling with cold." "I saw him yesterday standing at the door of his house." "How do you know my name?" asked the Marionette. "Good morning, Pinocchio," said the Fox, greeting him courteously. The lame Fox leaned on the Cat, and the blind Cat let the Fox lead him along. He had gone barely half a mile when he met a lame Fox and a blind Cat, walking together like two good friends. He kissed each Marionette in turn, even the officers, and, beside himself with joy, set out on his homeward journey. Pinocchio, as may easily be imagined, thanked him a thousand times. Go, give them to him with my kindest regards."
#WHATS THE NAME OF THE CAT IN PINOCCHIO STORY FULL#
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." "He earns so much that he never has a penny in his pockets. The next day Fire Eater called Pinocchio aside and asked him:
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