thousand for myself, and the other five hundred
I will make a present of to you two.”
" A present to us?” cried the Fox with in¬
dignation and appearing much offended.
" What are you dreaming of?”
" What are you dreaming of?” repeated
the Cat.
“We do not work,” said the Fox, “ for
dirty interest: we work solely to enrich others.”
“ Others!” repeated the Cat.
‘What good people!” thought Pinocchio
to himself: and forgetting there and then his
papa, the new coat, the Spelling-book, and all
his good resolutions, he said to the Fox and the
Cat:
" Let us be off at once. I will go with you.”