The Adventures of Pinocchio - Chapter
If the Marionette had been told to
wait a day instead of
twenty minutes, the time could not have seemed longer
to him. He walked impatiently to and fro and finally
turned his nose toward the Field of Wonders.
And as he walked with hurried steps, his heart beat
with an excited tic, tac, tic, tac, just as if it were
clock, and his busy brain kept thinking:
"What if, instead of a thousand,
I should find two
thousand? Or if, instead of two thousand, I should find
thousand--or one hundred thousand? I'll build myself a
beautiful palace, with a thousand stables filled with a
thousand wooden horses to play with, a cellar overflowing
with lemonade and ice cream soda, and a library of candies
and fruits, cakes and cookies."
Thus amusing himself with fancies, he came to the field.
There he stopped to see if, by any chance, a vine filled
with gold coins was in sight. But he saw nothing! He
took a few steps forward, and still nothing! He stepped
into the field. He went up to the place where he had
dug the hole and buried the gold pieces. Again nothing!
Pinocchio became very thoughtful and, forgetting his good
manners altogether, he pulled a hand out of his pocket
gave his head a thorough scratching.
As he did so, he heard a hearty burst of laughter close
to his head. He turned sharply, and there, just above him
on the branch of a tree, sat a large Parrot, busily preening
"What are you laughing at?" Pinocchio
"I am laughing because,
in preening my feathers, I
tickled myself under the wings."
The Marionette did not answer. He walked to the
brook, filled his shoe with water, and once more sprinkled
the ground which covered the gold pieces.
Another burst of laughter, even more impertinent than
the first, was heard in the quiet field.
"Well," cried the Marionette,
angrily this time,
"may I know, Mr. Parrot, what amuses you so?"
"I am laughing at those
simpletons who believe
everything they hear and who allow themselves to be caught
easily in the traps set for them."
"Do you, perhaps, mean me?"
"I certainly do mean you,
poor Pinocchio--you who
are such a little silly as to believe that gold can be
in a field just like beans or squash. I, too, believed
once and today I am very sorry for it. Today (but too late!)
I have reached the conclusion that, in order to come
by money honestly, one must work and know how to earn
it with hand or brain."
"I don't know what you are talking about," said
Marionette, who was beginning to tremble with fear.
"Too bad! I'll explain myself better," said
"While you were away in the city the Fox and the Cat
returned here in a great hurry. They took the four gold
pieces which you have buried and ran away as fast as the
If you can catch them, you're a brave one!"
Pinocchio's mouth opened wide. He would not believe
the Parrot's words and began to dig away furiously at the
earth. He dug and he dug till the hole was as big as himself,
but no money was there. Every penny was gone.
In desperation, he ran to the city and went straight to
the courthouse to report the robbery to the magistrate.
The Judge was a Monkey, a large Gorilla venerable
with age. A flowing white beard covered his chest and he
wore gold-rimmed spectacles from which the glasses had
dropped out. The reason for wearing these, he said, was
that his eyes had been weakened by the work of many years.
Pinocchio, standing before him, told his pitiful tale,
word by word. He gave the names and the descriptions
of the robbers and begged for justice.
The Judge listened to him with great patience. A kind
look shone in his eyes. He became very much interested
in the story; he felt moved; he almost wept. When the
Marionette had no more to say, the Judge put out his
hand and rang a bell.
At the sound, two large Mastiffs appeared, dressed in
Then the magistrate, pointing to Pinocchio, said in a
very solemn voice:
"This poor simpleton has
been robbed of four gold pieces.
Take him, therefore, and throw him into prison."
The Marionette, on hearing this sentence passed upon
him, was thoroughly stunned. He tried to protest, but
the two officers clapped their paws on his mouth and
hustled him away to jail.
There he had to remain for four long, weary months.
And if it had not been for a very lucky chance, he probably
would have had to stay there longer. For, my dear
children, you must know that it happened just then that
the young emperor who ruled over the City of Simple
Simons had gained a great victory over his enemy, and in
celebration thereof, he had ordered illuminations, fireworks,
shows of all kinds, and, best of all, the opening of all
"If the others go, I go, too," said
Pinocchio to the Jailer.
"Not you," answered the Jailer. "You
are one of those--"
"I beg your pardon," interrupted Pinocchio, "I,
too, am a thief."
"In that case you also are free," said
the Jailer. Taking
off his cap, he bowed low and opened the door of the prison,
and Pinocchio ran out and away, with never a look backward.