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"
I
want
to
go
on
.
"
"
The
night
is
very
dark
.
"
"
I
want
to
go
on
.
"
"
The
road
is
dangerous
.
"
"
I
want
to
go
on
.
"
"
Remember
that
boys
who
insist
on
having
their
own
way
,
sooner
or
later
come
to
grief
.
"
"
The
same
nonsense
.
Good-by
,
Cricket
.
"
"
Good
night
,
Pinocchio
,
and
may
Heaven
preserve
you
from
the
Assassins
.
"
There
was
silence
for
a
minute
and
the
light
of
the
Talking
Cricket
disappeared
suddenly
,
just
as
if
someone
had
snuffed
it
out
.
Once
again
the
road
was
plunged
in
darkness
.
"
Dear
,
oh
,
dear
!
When
I
come
to
think
of
it
,
"
said
the
Marionette
to
himself
,
as
he
once
more
set
out
on
his
journey
,
"
we
boys
are
really
very
unlucky
.
Everybody
scolds
us
,
everybody
gives
us
advice
,
everybody
warns
us
.
If
we
were
to
allow
it
,
everyone
would
try
to
be
father
and
mother
to
us
;
everyone
,
even
the
Talking
Cricket
.
Take
me
,
for
example
.
Just
because
I
would
not
listen
to
that
bothersome
Cricket
,
who
knows
how
many
misfortunes
may
be
awaiting
me
!
Assassins
indeed
!
At
least
I
have
never
believed
in
them
,
nor
ever
will
.
To
speak
sensibly
,
I
think
assassins
have
been
invented
by
fathers
and
mothers
to
frighten
children
who
want
to
run
away
at
night
.
And
then
,
even
if
I
were
to
meet
them
on
the
road
,
what
matter
?
I
'll
just
run
up
to
them
,
and
say
,
`
Well
,
signori
,
what
do
you
want
?
Remember
that
you
ca
n't
fool
with
me
!
Run
along
and
mind
your
business
.
'
At
such
a
speech
,
I
can
almost
see
those
poor
fellows
running
like
the
wind
.
But
in
case
they
do
n't
run
away
,
I
can
always
run
myself
...
"
