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his dying eyes, and answered in broken words
in the same language:
‘pees. Cam). odle Con wiek:. 2."
And having again closed his eyes he expired.
“Oh, poor Candlewick!” said Pinocchio in
a low voice; and taking a handful of straw he
dried a tear that was rolling down his face.
" Do you grieve for a donkey that cost you
nothing? ” said the gardener. " What must it
be to me who bought him for ready money? "
" I must tell you... he was my friend!”
“ Your friend?”
“One of my schoolfellows!.. .’
“ How?” shouted Giangio, laughing loudly.
“ How? had you donkeys for schoolfellows?...
I can imagine what wonderful studies you must
have made!...”
The puppet, who felt much mortified at
these words, did not answer; but taking his
tumbler of milk, still quite warm, he returned
to the hut.
And from that day for more than five
months he continued to get up at daybreak
every morning to go and turn the pumping
machine, to earn the tumbler of milk that was
of such benefit to his father in his bad state of
health. Nor was he satisfied with this; for dur¬
ing the time that he had over he learnt to make
hampers and baskets of rushes, and with the
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