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Round
about
him
,
not
a
leaf
stirred
.
A
few
bats
skimmed
his
nose
now
and
again
and
scared
him
half
to
death
.
Once
or
twice
he
shouted
,
"
Who
goes
there
?
"
and
the
far-away
hills
echoed
back
to
him
,
"
Who
goes
there
?
Who
goes
there
?
Who
goes
...
?
"
As
he
walked
,
Pinocchio
noticed
a
tiny
insect
glimmering
on
the
trunk
of
a
tree
,
a
small
being
that
glowed
with
a
pale
,
soft
light
.
"
Who
are
you
?
"
he
asked
.
"
I
am
the
ghost
of
the
Talking
Cricket
,
"
answered
the
little
being
in
a
faint
voice
that
sounded
as
if
it
came
from
a
far-away
world
.
"
What
do
you
want
?
"
asked
the
Marionette
.
"
I
want
to
give
you
a
few
words
of
good
advice
.
Return
home
and
give
the
four
gold
pieces
you
have
left
to
your
poor
old
father
who
is
weeping
because
he
has
not
seen
you
for
many
a
day
.
"
"
Tomorrow
my
father
will
be
a
rich
man
,
for
these
four
gold
pieces
will
become
two
thousand
.
"
"
Do
n't
listen
to
those
who
promise
you
wealth
overnight
,
my
boy
.
As
a
rule
they
are
either
fools
or
swindlers
!
Listen
to
me
and
go
home
.
"
"
But
I
want
to
go
on
!
"
"
The
hour
is
late
!
"
