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14 PINOCCHIO But as all the same he was in a great fright, he tried to sing to give himself a little courage. Putting the axe aside, he took his plane to plane and polish the bit of wood; but whilst he was running it up and down he heard the same little voice say, laughing: " Have done! you are tickling me all over!” This time poor Master Cherry fell down as if ne had been struck by hghtning. When he at last opened his eyes he found himself seated on the floor. His face was quite changed, even the end of his nose, instead of being crimson, as it was nearly always, had become blue from fright.
