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PINOCCHIO 117 before! . . . Does it not grieve you to see me alone and abandoned by everybody? . . . If assassins come they will hang me again to the branch of a tree... and then Í should die indeed. What do you imagine that I can do here alone in the world?) Now that I have lost you and my papa, who will give me food? Where shall I go to sleep at night? Who will make me a new jacket? Oh, it would be better, a hundred times better, that I should die also! Yes, I want to die... ih! ih! ih!” And in his despair he tried to tear his hair; but his hair, being made of wood, he could not even have the satisfaction of sticking his fingers into it. Just then a large Pigeon flew over his head, and stopping with distended wings called down to him from a great height: "" "Tell me, child, what are you doing there? ”’ “Don’t you see? JI am cryig!”’ said Pinocchio, raising his head towards the voice and rubbing his eyes with his jacket. " "Tell me,” continued the Pigeon, " amongst your companions, do you happen to know a puppet who is called Pinocchio? ” “Pinocchio? .. . Did you say Pinocchio? " repeated the puppet, Jumping quickly to his feet. "I am Pinocchio!” The Pigeon at this answer descended to
