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"
Have
you
perhaps
taught
him
to
speak
?
"
"
No
,
he
learned
to
mumble
a
few
words
when
he
lived
for
three
years
with
a
band
of
trained
dogs
.
"
"
Poor
beast
!
"
"
Come
,
come
,
"
said
the
Little
Man
,
"
do
not
lose
time
over
a
donkey
that
can
weep
.
Mount
quickly
and
let
us
go
.
The
night
is
cool
and
the
road
is
long
.
"
Pinocchio
obeyed
without
another
word
.
The
wagon
started
again
.
Toward
dawn
the
next
morning
they
finally
reached
that
much-longed-for
country
,
the
Land
of
Toys
.
This
great
land
was
entirely
different
from
any
other
place
in
the
world
.
Its
population
,
large
though
it
was
,
was
composed
wholly
of
boys
.
The
oldest
were
about
fourteen
years
of
age
,
the
youngest
,
eight
.
In
the
street
,
there
was
such
a
racket
,
such
shouting
,
such
blowing
of
trumpets
,
that
it
was
deafening
.
Everywhere
groups
of
boys
were
gathered
together
.
Some
played
at
marbles
,
at
hopscotch
,
at
ball
.
Others
rode
on
bicycles
or
on
wooden
horses
.
Some
played
at
blindman
's
buff
,
others
at
tag
.
Here
a
group
played
circus
,
there
another
sang
and
recited
.
A
few
turned
somersaults
,
others
walked
on
their
hands
with
their
feet
in
the
air
.
Generals
in
full
uniform
leading
regiments
of
cardboard
soldiers
passed
by
.
Laughter
,
shrieks
,
howls
,
catcalls
,
hand-clapping
followed
this
parade
.
One
boy
made
a
noise
like
a
hen
,
another
like
a
rooster
,
and
a
third
imitated
a
lion
in
his
den
.
All
together
they
created
such
a
pandemonium
that
it
would
have
been
necessary
for
you
to
put
cotton
in
your
ears
.
The
squares
were
filled
with
small
wooden
theaters
,
overflowing
with
boys
from
morning
till
night
,
and
on
the
walls
of
the
houses
,
written
with
charcoal
,
were
words
like
these
:
HURRAH
FOR
THE
LAND
OF
TOYS
!
DOWN
WITH
ARITHMETIC
!
NO
MORE
SCHOOL
!
As
soon
as
they
had
set
foot
in
that
land
,
Pinocchio
,
Lamp-Wick
,
and
all
the
other
boys
who
had
traveled
with
them
started
out
on
a
tour
of
investigation
.
They
wandered
everywhere
,
they
looked
into
every
nook
and
corner
,
house
and
theater
.
They
became
everybody
's
friend
.
Who
could
be
happier
than
they
?
What
with
entertainments
and
parties
,
the
hours
,
the
days
,
the
weeks
passed
like
lightning
.
"
Oh
,
what
a
beautiful
life
this
is
!
"
said
Pinocchio
each
time
that
,
by
chance
,
he
met
his
friend
Lamp-Wick
.
"
Was
I
right
or
wrong
?
"
answered
Lamp-Wick
.
"
And
to
think
you
did
not
want
to
come
!
To
think
that
even
yesterday
the
idea
came
into
your
head
to
return
home
to
see
your
Fairy
and
to
start
studying
again
!
If
today
you
are
free
from
pencils
and
books
and
school
,
you
owe
it
to
me
,
to
my
advice
,
to
my
care
.
Do
you
admit
it
?
Only
true
friends
count
,
after
all
.
"
