
Pinocchio Under the Sea
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ISBN10: 1153090333
ISBN13: 9781153090339
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 52
Weight: 0.20
Height: 0.12 Width: 9.01 Depth: 5.98
Language: English
ISBN13: 9781153090339
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 52
Weight: 0.20
Height: 0.12 Width: 9.01 Depth: 5.98
Language: English
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1913 edition. Excerpt: ...did you ever get near him? Why, Pinocchio-- and then he stopped. Why should he tell? But he was too late. Oh, that Pinocchio. Well, remember, marionette, usually one gets paid in his own coin. Now you look tired. Stop stretching yourself and go to sleep. Very well, Mr. Tursio, came meekly from Pinocchio. But may I ask a favor of you? What is it? Seeing that we are near the island, may I sleep there to-night? I found a small cave there this morning, and it looked comfortable. May I, Mr. Tursio? Why, surely, my boy. Thank you. But will you please sleep near? I should feel better if I knew you were near. Very well, my lion tamer. Globicephalous then took Pinocchio on his back and rose with him to the surface. I wonder what those two dolphins are talking about, he thought, seeing Tursio and Marsovino whispering together. Tursio seemed little pleased. Marsovino was begging for something. Finally the good old dolphin smiled an unwilling yes to his pupil. It may teach him a lesson, Pinocchio heard Tursio say, and he Wondered at the words. Soon he forgot all about them. Good-night, he called, jumping on land and disappearing into the cave. He gathered some seaweed and made a soft bed. This is very good, he said, lying down. But soon he found out that he could not sleep. He could not understand why. He was so tired, after two nights of sleeplessness, but still his eyes would not close. Everything around him was so quiet that he began to be frightened. He got up and looked out on the sea. It was as black as ink, oh! pitchblack. How horrible...