X.XI
PINOCCHIO IS TAKEN BY A PEASANT, WHO
OBLIGES HIM TO FILL THE PLACE OF HIS
WATCH-DOG IN THE POULTRY-YARD
INOCCHIO, as you can imagine, began
P to cry and scream: but his tears and
groans were useless, for there was not a
house to be seen, and not a living soul passed
down the road.
At last night came on.
Partly from the pain of the trap that cut
his legs, and a little from fear at finding him¬
self alone in the dark in the midst of the fields,
the puppet was on the point of fainting. Just
at that moment he saw a Firefly flitting over
his head. He called to it and said:
“Oh, little Firefly, will you have pity on
me and liberate me from this torture? ”
‘Poor boy!” said the Firefly, stopping and
iooking at him with compassion, “ but how
could your legs have been caught by those sharp
irons? ”
‘“T came into the field to pick two bunches
of these muscatel grapes, and...”
“But were the grapes yours?”
sh ca SEO
“'Then who taught you to carry off other