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He
knocked
again
,
harder
than
before
,
for
behind
him
he
heard
the
steps
and
the
labored
breathing
of
his
persecutors
.
The
same
silence
followed
.
As
knocking
was
of
no
use
,
Pinocchio
,
in
despair
,
began
to
kick
and
bang
against
the
door
,
as
if
he
wanted
to
break
it
.
At
the
noise
,
a
window
opened
and
a
lovely
maiden
looked
out
.
She
had
azure
hair
and
a
face
white
as
wax
.
Her
eyes
were
closed
and
her
hands
crossed
on
her
breast
.
With
a
voice
so
weak
that
it
hardly
could
be
heard
,
she
whispered
:
"
No
one
lives
in
this
house
.
Everyone
is
dead
.
"
"
Wo
n't
you
,
at
least
,
open
the
door
for
me
?
"
cried
Pinocchio
in
a
beseeching
voice
.
"
I
also
am
dead
.
"
"
Dead
?
What
are
you
doing
at
the
window
,
then
?
"
"
I
am
waiting
for
the
coffin
to
take
me
away
.
"
After
these
words
,
the
little
girl
disappeared
and
the
window
closed
without
a
sound
.
"
Oh
,
Lovely
Maiden
with
Azure
Hair
,
"
cried
Pinocchio
,
"
open
,
I
beg
of
you
.
Take
pity
on
a
poor
boy
who
is
being
chased
by
two
Assass
--
"
He
did
not
finish
,
for
two
powerful
hands
grasped
him
by
the
neck
and
the
same
two
horrible
voices
growled
threateningly
:
"
Now
we
have
you
!
"
