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"
Blessed
Providence
!
Once
more
I
'll
have
a
fine
meal
of
fish
!
"
"
Thank
Heaven
,
I
'm
not
a
fish
!
"
said
Pinocchio
to
himself
,
trying
with
these
words
to
find
a
little
courage
.
The
Fisherman
took
the
net
and
the
fish
to
the
cave
,
a
dark
,
gloomy
,
smoky
place
.
In
the
middle
of
it
,
a
pan
full
of
oil
sizzled
over
a
smoky
fire
,
sending
out
a
repelling
odor
of
tallow
that
took
away
one
's
breath
.
"
Now
,
let
's
see
what
kind
of
fish
we
have
caught
today
,
"
said
the
Green
Fisherman
.
He
put
a
hand
as
big
as
a
spade
into
the
net
and
pulled
out
a
handful
of
mullets
.
"
Fine
mullets
,
these
!
"
he
said
,
after
looking
at
them
and
smelling
them
with
pleasure
.
After
that
,
he
threw
them
into
a
large
,
empty
tub
.
Many
times
he
repeated
this
performance
.
As
he
pulled
each
fish
out
of
the
net
,
his
mouth
watered
with
the
thought
of
the
good
dinner
coming
,
and
he
said
:
"
Fine
fish
,
these
bass
!
"
"
Very
tasty
,
these
whitefish
!
"
"
Delicious
flounders
,
these
!
"
"
What
splendid
crabs
!
"
