Stranica 87 [87]
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PINOCCHIO 75 blue hair and a face as white as a waxen image; her eyes were closed and her hands were crossed on her breast. Without moving her lips in the least, she said in a voice that seemed to come from the other world: ‘In this house there is no one. ‘They are all dead." " Then at least open the door for me yourself,” shoutea Pinocchio, crying and imploring. ‘“T am dead also.” " "Then what are you doing at the window? ” " I am waiting for the bier to come to carry me away.” Having said this she disappeared, and the window was closed without the slightest noise. Oh! beautiful Child with blue hair,” cried Pinocchio, “open the door for pity’s sake! Have compassion on a poor boy pursued by 29 assas... But he could not finish the word, for he felt himself seized by the collar, and the same two horrible voices said to him threateningly: . You shall not escape from us again! ” I'he puppet, seeing death staring him in the face, was taken with such a violent fit of trembling that the joints of his wooden legs began to creak, and the sovereigns hidden under his tongue to clink.
