distance a small light moving . . . and they
heard a noise of talking, and the sound of a
trumpet, but so small and feeble that it re¬
sembled the hum of a mosquito.
“ Here it 15!" shouted Candlewick, jump¬
ing to his feet.
What is it? " asked Pinocchio in a whisper.
“It is the coach coming to take me. Now
will you come, yes or no? ”
- But is it really true,” asked the puppet,
“that in that country boys are never obliged
to study?”
‘“< Never, never, never!"
What a delightful country! . . . What a
delightful country! . . . What a delightful