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"
How
did
you
find
him
?
Alive
or
dead
?
"
"
At
first
glance
,
I
thought
he
was
dead
.
But
I
found
I
was
wrong
,
for
as
soon
as
I
loosened
the
knot
around
his
neck
,
he
gave
a
long
sigh
and
mumbled
with
a
faint
voice
,
`
Now
I
feel
better
!
'
"
The
Fairy
clapped
her
hands
twice
.
A
magnificent
Poodle
appeared
,
walking
on
his
hind
legs
just
like
a
man
.
He
was
dressed
in
court
livery
.
A
tricorn
trimmed
with
gold
lace
was
set
at
a
rakish
angle
over
a
wig
of
white
curls
that
dropped
down
to
his
waist
.
He
wore
a
jaunty
coat
of
chocolate-colored
velvet
,
with
diamond
buttons
,
and
with
two
huge
pockets
which
were
always
filled
with
bones
,
dropped
there
at
dinner
by
his
loving
mistress
.
Breeches
of
crimson
velvet
,
silk
stockings
,
and
low
,
silver-buckled
slippers
completed
his
costume
.
His
tail
was
encased
in
a
blue
silk
covering
,
which
was
to
protect
it
from
the
rain
.
"
Come
,
Medoro
,
"
said
the
Fairy
to
him
.
"
Get
my
best
coach
ready
and
set
out
toward
the
forest
.
On
reaching
the
oak
tree
,
you
will
find
a
poor
,
half-dead
Marionette
stretched
out
on
the
grass
.
Lift
him
up
tenderly
,
place
him
on
the
silken
cushions
of
the
coach
,
and
bring
him
here
to
me
.
"
The
Poodle
,
to
show
that
he
understood
,
wagged
his
silk-covered
tail
two
or
three
times
and
set
off
at
a
quick
pace
.
In
a
few
minutes
,
a
lovely
little
coach
,
made
of
glass
,
with
lining
as
soft
as
whipped
cream
and
chocolate
pudding
,
and
stuffed
with
canary
feathers
,
pulled
out
of
the
stable
.
It
was
drawn
by
one
hundred
pairs
of
white
mice
,
and
the
Poodle
sat
on
the
coachman
's
seat
and
snapped
his
whip
gayly
in
the
air
,
as
if
he
were
a
real
coachman
in
a
hurry
to
get
to
his
destination
.
In
a
quarter
of
an
hour
the
coach
was
back
.
The
Fairy
,
who
was
waiting
at
the
door
of
the
house
,
lifted
the
poor
little
Marionette
in
her
arms
,
took
him
to
a
dainty
room
with
mother-of-pearl
walls
,
put
him
to
bed
,
and
sent
immediately
for
the
most
famous
doctors
of
the
neighborhood
to
come
to
her
.
One
after
another
the
doctors
came
,
a
Crow
,
and
Owl
,
and
a
Talking
Cricket
.
"
I
should
like
to
know
,
signori
,
"
said
the
Fairy
,
turning
to
the
three
doctors
gathered
about
Pinocchio
's
bed
,
"
I
should
like
to
know
if
this
poor
Marionette
is
dead
or
alive
.
"
