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    Pinocchio sells his A-B-C book topay his way into the Marionette TheaterSee Pinocchio hurrying off to school with his new A-B-Cbook under his arm! As he walked along, his brain was busyplanning hundreds of wonderful things, building hundredsof castles in the air. Talking to himself, he said:

　　"In school today, I'll learn to read, tomorrow to write,and the day after tomorrow I'll do arithmetic. Then, cleveras I am, I can earn a lot of money. With the very firstpennies I make, I'll buy Father a new cloth coat. Cloth,did I say? No, it shall be of gold and silver with diamondbuttons. That poor man certainly deserves it; for, after all,isn't he in his shirt sleeves because he was good enough to buy a book for me? On this cold day, too! Fathers areindeed good to their children!"As he talked to himself, he thought he heard sounds ofpipes and drums coming from a distance: pi-pi-pi,pi-pi-pi. . .zum, zum, zum, zum.

　　He stopped to listen. Those sounds came from a littlestreet that led to a small village along the shore.

　　"What can that noise be? What a nuisance that I haveto go to school! Otherwise. . ."There he stopped, very much puzzled. He felt he hadto make up his mind for either one thing or another.

　　Should he go to school, or should he follow the pipes?

　　"Today I'll follow the pipes, and tomorrow I'll go toschool. There's always plenty of time to go to school,"decided the little rascal at last, shrugging his shoulders.

　　No sooner said than done. He started down the street,going like the wind. On he ran, and louder grew thesounds of pipe and drum: pi-pi-pi, pi-pi-pi, pi-pi-pi. . .zum, zum, zum, zum.

　　雪一停，皮诺乔就夹着他那本呱呱叫的新识字课本去上学，他一路走，他的小脑袋瓜里浮现出成千个幻想，成千座空中楼阁，越来越美。
　　他自言自语说：
　　“我在学校里，今天就要学会读书，明天就要学会写字，后天就要学会计算，以后凭着我的本领，我要挣许许多多钱。我第一次拿到钱就马上给爸爸买一件漂亮的布上衣，可我干吗买布的呢？我要买件金丝银线织的，钮扣是宝石做的，这位可怜人实在该穿这样的衣服，为什么，一句话，他为了给我买书，为了让我能够读书，竟把上衣也给卖了，光穿件衬衫……可天又这么冷！只有做爸爸的才肯作出这种牺牲！……”
　　他正在这样激动地说着这番话，忽然听见远处有音乐声，又是吹笛子，又是敲鼓：的的的，的的的……咚，咚，咚，咚。
　　他停下来竖起耳朵听，这声音是打岔道那边尽头传过来的，这条岔道很长很长，一直通到海边一个小村子。
　　“这音乐声是怎么回事？可惜我得去上学，要不……”
　　他站在那里拿不定主意，可无论如何得作出决定：或者去上学，或者去听吹笛子。
　　“今天就去听吹笛子，明天再去上学吧，去上学，反正日子长着呐，”这个小淘气最后耸耸肩膀说，
　　说干就干，他走到那条岔道上，撒腿就跑，他越往前跑，吹笛子和敲鼓的声音就越清楚：的的的，的的的，的的的……咚，咚，咚，咚。

　　Pinocchio ran to look at himself in a bowl of water, andhe felt so happy that he said proudly:

　　"Now I look like a gentleman.""Truly," answered Geppetto. "But remember that fineclothes do not make the man unless they be neat and clean.""Very true," answered Pinocchio, "but, in order to goto school, I still need something very important.""What is it?""An A-B-C book.""To be sure! But how shall we get it?""That's easy. We'll go to a bookstore and buy it.""And the money?""I have none.""Neither have I," said the old man sadly.

　　Pinocchio, although a happy boy always, became sadand downcast at these words. When poverty shows itself,even mischievous boys understand what it means.

　　"What does it matter, after all?" cried Geppetto all atonce, as he jumped up from his chair. Putting on his oldcoat, full of darns and patches, he ran out of the housewithout another word.

　　After a while he returned. In his hands he had theA-B-C book for his son, but the old coat was gone. Thepoor fellow was in his shirt sleeves and the day was cold.

　　"Where's your coat, Father?""I have sold it.""Why did you sell your coat?""It was too warm."Pinocchio understood the answer in a twinkling, and,unable to restrain his tears, he jumped on his father's neckand kissed him over and over.

　　皮诺乔马上跑到一脸盆水那里去照，对自己的模样满意极了，神气活现地说：
　　“我真像一位体面的先生！”
　　“不错，”杰佩托回答说，“可是你要记住，使人成为体面先生的不是好衣服，而主要是干净的衣服。”
　　“不过”，木偶又说了，“我上学还少一样东西，一样最要紧的东西。”
　　“什么东西？”
　　“我还少一本识字课本。”
　　“你说得对，可怎么弄到它呢。”
　　“那还不方便，到书店里买就是了。”
　　“钱呢？……”
　　“我没钱。”
　　“我也没钱，”好老头说，心里很难过。
　　皮诺乔尽管是个快活透顶的孩子，可也难过起来了。因为一件真正伤心的事，那是人人都会懂得的，连孩子也不例外。
　　“没法子，只好这么办！”杰佩托叫了一声，忽然站起来，穿上打满补丁的粗布旧上衣，跑出门去了。
　　一会儿工夫他就回来。回来的时候，他手里拿着给他孩子买的识字课本，可短上衣没有了。这个可怜人只穿着衬衫，外面可是在下雪。
　　“上衣呢，爸爸？”
　　“我给卖了。”
　　“为什么卖了？”
　　“因为我热。”
　　他回答的这句话是什么意思，皮诺乔一下子就明白了，他那颗良心不由得一阵冲动，就扑上去抱住杰佩托的脖子，在他的整个脸上到处亲吻。

    Geppetto makes Pinocchio a new pair of feet,and sells his coat to buy him an A-B-C book. The Marionette, as soon as his hunger was appeased,started to grumble and cry that he wanted a new pair of feet.

　　But Mastro Geppetto, in order to punish him for hismischief, let him alone the whole morning. After dinnerhe said to him:

　　"Why should I make your feet over again? To see yourun away from home once more?""I promise you," answered the Marionette, sobbing,"that from now on I'll be good--""Boys always promise that when they want something,"said Geppetto.

　　"I promise to go to school every day, to study, and to succeed--""Boys always sing that song when they want their own will.""But I am not like other boys! I am better than all of them and I always tell the truth. I promise you, Father,that I'll learn a trade, and I'll be the comfort and staff ofyour old age."Geppetto, though trying to look very stern, felt his eyesfill with tears and his heart soften when he saw Pinocchioso unhappy. He said no more, but taking his tools and twopieces of wood, he set to work diligently.

　　In less than an hour the feet were finished, two slender,nimble little feet, strong and quick, modeled as if by anartist's hands.

　　"Close your eyes and sleep!" Geppetto then said to the Marionette.

　　Pinocchio closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep,while Geppetto stuck on the two feet with a bit of gluemelted in an eggshell, doing his work so well that the jointcould hardly be seen.

　　As soon as the Marionette felt his new feet, he gave oneleap from the table and started to skip and jump around,as if he had lost his head from very joy.

"To show you how grateful I am to you, Father, I'll goto school now. But to go to school I need a suit of clothes."Geppetto did not have a penny in his pocket, so hemade his son a little suit of flowered paper, a pair of shoesfrom the bark of a tree, and a tiny cap from a bit of dough.

　木偶肚子一不饿，马上就叽哩咕噜，哇哇大哭，吵着要一双新的脚。
　　可杰佩托为了他的恶作剧，想要罚罚他，就让他去哇哇哭，让他绝望了整整半天，最后才说：
　　“凭什么我要给你再做一双脚呢？是为了眼巴巴看着你再打家里溜出去吗？”
　　“我向您保证，”木偶哭着说，“从今以后我一定做个好孩子……”
　　“所有孩子碰到想讨点什么的时候，”杰佩托回答，“他们都是这样说的。”
　　“我向您保证，我要去上学读书，叫人看得起……”
　　“所有孩子碰到想讨点什么的时候，都来这一套。”
　　“可我跟别的孩子不同！我比所有的孩子好，我一直说真话，爸爸，我向您保证，我要学会一种本领，等您老了，我安慰您，养您。”
　　杰佩托虽然装出一副凶相，可看着他那可怜的皮诺乔这么受罪，眼里噙着眼泪，心里充满了爱，他不再回答什么话，只是拿起工具和两块干木头，一个劲地干起活来了。
　　一个钟头不到，两只脚已经做好。这两只小脚轻巧，干燥，灵活，真像一位天才雕刻家做出来的，
　　杰佩托于是对木偶说：
　　“闭上眼睛睡一觉吧！”
　　木偶闭上眼睛假装睡觉。在木偶假装睡觉的时埃，杰佩托用鸡蛋壳装点溶化了的胶，把两只脚给他黏上，黏得那么天衣无缝，一点看不出黏过的样子。
　　木偶一看见自己有了脚，就打直挺挺躺着的桌子上翻下来，乱蹦乱跳的跳了上千次，翻了上千个跟头，简直乐疯了。
　　“为了报答您给我做的一切”，皮诺乔对他爸爸说，“我要马上去上学。”
　　“好样儿的孩子！”
　　“可是去上学得有点儿东西穿。”
　　杰佩托很穷，口袋里连一个子儿也没有，于是用花纸给他做了一套衣服，用树皮给他做了一双鞋，用面包心给他做了一顶小帽子。

　　Pinocchio ate one pear in a twinkling and started tothrow the coreaway, but Geppetto held his arm.

　　"Oh, no, don't throw it away! Everything in this worldmay be ofsome use!""But the core I will not eat!" cried Pinocchio in anangry tone.

　　"Who knows?" repeated Geppetto calmly.

　　And later the three cores were placed on the table nextto the skins.

　　Pinocchio had eaten the three pears, or rather devoured them.

　　Then he yawned deeply, and wailed:

　　"I'm still hungry.""But I have no more to giveyou.""Really, nothing--nothing?""I have only these threecores and these skins.""Very well, then," said Pinocchio,"if there is nothingelse I'll eat them."At first he made a wry face,but, one after another, theskins and the cores disappeared.

　　"Ah! Now I feel fine!" he said after eating the last one.

　　"You see," observed Geppetto, "that I was right whenI told you that one must not be too fussy and too daintyabout food. My dear, wenever know what life may havein store for us!"

　　皮诺乔两口就吃掉了第一个梨。他正要把梨心扔掉，杰佩托拦住他的手，对他说：
　　“别扔掉。在这个世界上，样样东西都会有用的。”
　　“可说真的，我不要吃梨心！……”木偶像蛇那么扭来扭去叫道。
　　“谁知道呢！什么事情都会有！……”杰佩托并不生气，又说了一遍。
　　就这样，三个梨心没扔出窗口，跟梨皮一起，都放在桌子角上。
　　皮诺乔吃了三个梨，或者说得准确点，吞下三个梨，打了个很长很长的哈欠，接着又哭也似地说：
　　“我肚子又饿了！”
　　“可我的孩子，我再没什么可以给你了。”
　　“没有了，真的没有了？”
　　“就剩下这儿一点梨皮和梨心了。”
　　“没法子，”皮诺乔说，“要是没别的，我就吃块梨皮吧。”
　　他于是嚼起梨皮来，他先还歪着点嘴，可后来一块接一块，一转眼就把所有的梨皮都吃光了，吃完梨皮，又吃梨心。等到全给吃完，他心满意足地拍拍肚子，兴高采烈地说：
　　“这会儿我觉得好受了！”
　　“现在你看，”杰佩托给他指出说，“我刚才对你说没错吧，得学会不要太挑肥拣瘦，不要太嘴刁。我的小宝贝，在这个世界上，咱们永远不知道会遇到什么事情。什么事情都会有！……”

　　The thunder was so noisy and the lightning so bright--and I washungry. And then the Talking Cricket said tome, `You deserve it; you were bad;'and I said to him,`Careful, Cricket;' and he said to me, `You are aMarionetteand you have a wooden head;' and I threw the hammer at him and killedhim. It was his own fault, for I didn't wantto kill him. And I put the pan onthe coals, but the Chickflew away and said, `I'll see you again! Remember metothe family.' And my hunger grew, and I went out, and theold man with anightcap looked out of the window andthrew water on me, and I came home and putmy feet onthe stove to dry them because I was still hungry, and I fellasleepand now my feet are gone but my hunger isn't!

　　Oh!--Oh!--Oh!" And poor Pinocchio began to screamand cry soloudly that he could be heard for miles around.

　　Geppetto, who had understood nothing of all thatjumbled talk, exceptthat the Marionette was hungry, felt sorryfor him, and pulling three pears outof his pocket, offeredthem to him, saying:

　　"These three pears were for my breakfast, but I givethem to yougladly. Eat them and stop weeping.""If you want me to eat them,please peel them for me.""Peel them?" asked Geppetto, very muchsurprised. "Ishould never have thought, dear boy of mine, that youwere sodainty and fussy about your food. Bad, very bad!

　　In this world, even as children, we must accustom ourselvesto eat ofeverything, for we never know what life mayhold in store for us!""Youmay be right," answered Pinocchio, "but I will noteat the pears ifthey are not peeled. I don't like them."And good old Geppetto took out aknife, peeled thethree pears, and put the skins in a row on the table.

又打雷，又闪电，我肚子饿得要命，当时会说话的蟋蟀对我说：‘你是活该，你不好，自作自受，’我对它说：‘你小心点，蟋蟀！……’它对我说：‘你是个木偶，有个木头脑袋，’于是我抓起个木头槌子，扔过去，它就死了，可这都怪它自己，因为我并不想打死它，我把煎锅放在火盆的炭火上，可是小鸡跑出来说：‘再见……给我向您一家人问好’，可肚子越来越饿，因此那个老头儿，戴睡帽的，把头探出窗口，对我说：你在下面站着，把帽子拿好。’我头上挨了那么一盆水，讨点面包吃并不可耻，对吗？我马上回家，因为饿坏了，我把脚搁在火盆上烤干。您回来了，我的脚烧没了。可我这会儿肚子还是那么饿。脚再也没有了！噫……！噫！……噫！……噫！……”。
　　可怜的皮诺乔说着哭起来，哭得那么响，五公里外都能听见，
　　杰佩托听他说了半天，只听懂一点，就是木偶饿得要死了。于是他打口袋里掏出三个梨，递给他，说：
　　“这三个梨是我准备当早饭吃的，可我很高兴给你吃。吃吧，吃了梨就好了。”
　　“你要是给我吃，请把皮削掉吧。”
　　“削皮？”杰佩托听了很惊奇，反问说，“我的孩子，我简直不能相信，你的嘴那么刁，你那么难侍候，这可不好！在这个世界上，得从小习惯什么都吃，懂得给什么吃什么，因为你永远不知道会遇到什么事情，什么事情都会有！……”
　　“您的话是不错，”皮诺乔接下去说，“可我永远不吃不削皮的水果，水果皮我受不了。”
　　杰佩托是个大好人，就拿出一把小刀，用天使般的耐心，削好了三个梨，把梨皮放在桌子角上。

    Geppetto returns home and giveshis own breakfast to the MarionetteThe poorMarionette, who was still half asleep, had notyet found out that his two feetwere burned and gone. Assoon as he heard his Father's voice, he jumped up fromhisseat to open the door, but, as he did so, he staggered andfell headlong tothe floor.

　　In falling, he made as much noise as a sack of woodfalling from thefifth story of a house.

　　"Open the door for me!" Geppetto shouted from the street.

　　"Father, dear Father, I can't," answered the Marionetteindespair, crying and rolling on the floor.

　　"Why can't you?""Because someone has eaten myfeet.""And who has eaten them?""The cat," answeredPinocchio, seeing that little animalbusily playing with some shavings in thecorner of the room.

　　"Open! I say," repeated Geppetto, "or I'll give youasound whipping when I get in.""Father, believe me, I can't stand up.Oh, dear!

　　Oh, dear! I shall have to walk on my knees all mylife."Geppetto, thinking that all these tears and cries wereonly otherpranks of the Marionette, climbed up the sideof the house and went in throughthe window.

　　At first he was very angry, but on seeing Pinocchiostretched out onthe floor and really without feet, he feltvery sad and sorrowful. Picking himup from the floor, hefondled and caressed him, talking to him while thetearsran down his cheeks:

　　"My little Pinocchio, my dear little Pinocchio!

　　How did you burn your feet?""I don't know, Father, butbelieve me, the night hasbeen a terrible one and I shall remember it as long asI live.

　　可怜的皮诺乔睡眼惺忪，还没看到他的两只脚已经完全烧没了，因此他一听到父亲的声音，马上跳下凳子要跑去开门，可他身子摇了那么两三摇，一下子就直挺挺倒在地板上了。
　　他倒在地板上这啪哒一声，听着就似是一口袋木勺子从五层楼上落下来似的。
　　“给我开开门！”这时杰佩扦在外面衔上叫。
　　“我的爸爸，我开不了门”，木偶回答说，又是哇哇哭，又是在地上打滚。
　　“为什么开不了？”
　　“因为我的两只脚给吃掉了。”
　　“给什么吃吃掉了？”
　　“给猫”，皮诺乔说。因为这时候他正好看见一只猫，用前脚在玩一些刨花。
　　“我说，给我开开门！”杰佩托又说一遍，“要不，我进屋子给你只‘猫’！”
　　“可我站不起来，相信我吧。噢，我真可怜，我真可怜！我一辈子得用膝头跪着走路啦！……”
　　杰佩托听见木偶又哭又叫，以为又是他在捣鬼，想好好收拾他，于是打窗口爬进屋子。
　　杰佩托先还想骂他打他，可等到看到他躺在地上，当真没有脚，心马上软了下来，他赶紧搂住皮诺乔的脖子，把他抱在怀里，抚摸了他成千遍，哄了他成千回，大滴大滴的眼泪流下腮帮，哭着说：
　　“我的好皮诺乔！你的脚怎么烧掉啦？”
　　“不知道，爸爸，可请您相信，这是个可怕的冬夜，我一辈子也忘不了。

　　After a minute or two, the same voice cried:

　　"Get under the window and hold out your hat!"Pinocchio hadno hat, but he managed to get under thewindow just in time to feel a shower ofice-cold waterpour down on his poor wooden head, his shoulders, andover hiswhole body.

　　He returned home as wet as a rag, and tired out fromweariness andhunger.

　　As he no longer had any strength left with which tostand, he satdown on a little stool and put his two feet onthe stove to dry them.

　　There he fell asleep, and while he slept, his woodenfeet began toburn. Slowly, very slowly, they blackenedand turned to ashes.

　　Pinocchio snored away happily as if his feet were nothis own. Atdawn he opened his eyes just as a loud knockingsounded at the door.

　　"Who is it?" he called, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

　　"It is I," answered a voice.

　　It was the voice of Geppetto.

　　过了半分钟，窗子又打开了，还是那个老头儿的声音对皮诺乔叫道：
　　“你在下面站着，把帽子拿好。”
　　皮诺乔还没有帽子，他马上走到窗子底下，只觉得一大盆水直泼下来，把他从头淋到脚，好像他是一盆枯萎的天竺葵似的。
　　皮诺乔像只落汤鸡似地回家里，他又累又饿，一点力气也没有了。他再没力气站着，于是坐下来，把两只又湿又脏、满是烂泥的脚搁到烧炭的火盆上，
　　他就这样睡着了，他睡着的时候，一双木头脚给火烧着，一点一点烧成了炭，烧成了灰。
　　皮诺乔只管睡他的大觉，咕啊咕啊地打呼，好像这双脚不是他的，是别人的，他直到天亮才一下醒来，因为听见有人敲门，
　　“谁呀？”他打着哈欠，擦着眼睛问，
　　“是我，”一个声音回答。
　　这是杰佩托的声音。

    Pinocchio falls asleep with his feet on a foot warmer,and awakens the next daywith his feet all burned offPinocchio hated the dark street, but he was sohungrythat, in spite of it, he ran out of the house. The night waspitch black.It thundered, and bright flashes of lightningnow and again shot across the sky,turning it into a sea offire. An angry wind blew cold and raised dense cloudsofdust, while the trees shook and moaned in a weird way.

　　Pinocchio was greatly afraid of thunder and lightning,but the hungerhe felt was far greater than his fear. In adozen leaps and bounds, he came tothe village, tired out,puffing like a whale, and with tongue hanging.

　　The whole village was dark and deserted. The storeswere closed, thedoors, the windows. In the streets, noteven a dog could be seen. It seemed theVillage of theDead.

　　Pinocchio, in desperation, ran up to a doorway, threwhimself uponthe bell, and pulled it wildly, saying to himself:

　　"Someone will surely answer that!"He was right. An old manin a nightcap opened thewindow and looked out. He called down angrily:

　　"What do you want at this hour of night?""Will you begood enough to give me a bit of bread?

　　I am hungry.""Wait a minute and I'll come rightback," answered theold fellow, thinking he had to deal with one of thoseboyswho love to roam around at night ringing people's bellswhile they arepeacefully asleep.

　这真是个可怕的冬夜，雷声隆隆，电光闪闪，整个天空好像着了火，寒冷彻骨的狂风卷起滚滚的灰尘，吹得田野上所有的树木刷拉刷拉直响。
　　皮诺乔最怕打雷闪电，可肚子饿比打雷闪电更可怕。因此他掩上门，撒腿就跑，蹦上那么百来蹦，来到一个村子，他舌头也吐了出来，上气不接下气，活像一只猎犬。
　　可村子里一片漆黑，人影也没有一个，铺子都关上了门。一家家也关上了门，关上了窗子，街上连一只狗也没有，整个村子像死了似的。
　　皮诺乔又是绝望又是肚子饿，于是去拉一户人家的门铃，他丁零丁零拉个不停．心里说：
　　“总会有人朝外看看的。”
　　果然，有人打开了窗子朝下看，这是个老头儿，戴一顶睡帽，气乎乎地大叫：
　　“这么深更半夜的，要干什么？”
　　“请做做好事，给我点面包行吗？”
　　“你等着吧，我就下来。”老头儿回答着，心想准碰上了小坏蛋，深更半夜来开玩笑。人家好好地睡觉，他却来拉门铃捉弄老实人。

　　The Marionette's joy knew no bounds. It is impossibleto describe it,you must picture it to yourself. Certain that he was dreaming, he turned theegg over and over in hishands, fondled it, kissed it, and talked to it:

　　"And now, how shall I cook you? Shall I make anomelet? No, itis better to fry you in a pan!

　　Or shall I drink you? No, the best way is tofry you in the pan. Youwill taste better."No sooner said than done. He placed a little pan overafoot warmer full of hot coals. In the pan, instead of oil orbutter, he poureda little water. As soon as the waterstarted to boil--tac!--he broke theeggshell. But in placeof the white and the yolk of the egg, a little yellowChick,fluffy and gay and smiling, escaped from it. Bowingpolitely to Pinocchio,he said to him:

　　"Many, many thanks, indeed, Mr. Pinocchio, for havingsaved methe trouble of breaking my shell! Good-byand good luck to you and remember meto the family!"With these words he spread out his wings and, dartingto theopen window, he flew away into space till he wasout of sight.

　　The poor Marionette stood as if turned to stone, withwide eyes, openmouth, and the empty halves of the egg-shell in his hands. When he came tohimself, he began tocry and shriek at the top of his lungs, stamping his feetonthe ground and wailing all the while:

　　"The Talking Cricket was right! If I had not run awayfrom homeand if Father were here now, I should not bedying of hunger. Oh, how horribleit is to be hungry!"And as his stomach kept grumbling more than ever andhehad nothing to quiet it with, he thought of going outfor a walk to the near-byvillage, in the hope of findingsome charitable person who might give him a bitof bread.

木偶这份高兴是只可意会，无法形容的，他简直像在做梦，一个劲儿把鸡蛋捧在手上，转过来转过去，又摸又吻，一面吻还一面说：
　　“这会儿我该怎么吃这个蛋呢，煎来吃不好吗？……不，放在盘子里煮更好！……噢，用煎锅煎最好，还有比煎鸡蛋更好吃的吗？噢，不弄熟怎么样，就生着吃？不，还是放在盘子里煮，或者用煎锅煎好，我想吃得要命啦！”
　　说干就干，他把煎锅放在一个烧炭的火盆上，在煎锅里他放的不是素油不是牛油，而是水。等到水一冒气，卡嗒！……他敲破鸡蛋壳，就要把蛋倒进去。
　　可蛋壳里倒出来的不是蛋白和蛋黄，而是一只小鸡。小鸡又快活又有礼貌，姿势优美地鞠个躬说：
　　“多谢您，皮诺乔先生，您让我省了力气，不用去弄破蛋壳啦！再见，祝您好，请代我问候您一家人！”
　　它说着拍拍翅膀，从打开的窗子飞出去，不见了。
　　可怜的木偶站在那里发呆，眼睛瞪大，嘴巴张开，手里拿着两瓣鸡蛋壳。他这么愣了一阵，等到最后清醒过来，就哇哇地又哭又叫，绝望得跺脚，一面哭一面说：
　　“还是会说话的蟋蟀说得对！如果我不从家里进出去，如果我爸爸在这儿，这会儿我就不会饿得要命了！噢，肚子饿多难受啊！”
　　肚子继续咕噜咕噜响，越响越厉害，他又不知道该怎么办才叫它不响，他觉得还是离开屋子，到隔壁村子去看看，巴望能碰到个好心人，会施舍点面包给他吃吃。

    Pinocchio is hungry and looks for an egg to cook himself an omelet;but, to hissurprise, the omelet flies out of the windowIf the Cricket's death scaredPinocchio at all, it was onlyfor a very few moments. For, as night came on, aqueer,empty feeling at the pit of his stomach reminded the Marionette that hehad eaten nothing as yet.

　　A boy's appetite grows very fast, and in a few momentsthe queer,empty feeling had become hunger, and thehunger grew bigger and bigger, untilsoon he was asravenous as a bear.

　　Poor Pinocchio ran to the fireplace where the pot wasboiling andstretched out his hand to take the cover off,but to his amazement the pot wasonly painted! Think howhe felt! His long nose became at least two incheslonger.

　　He ran about the room, dug in all the boxes and drawers,and evenlooked under the bed in search of a piece of bread,hard though it might be, ora cookie, or perhaps a bit of fish.

　　A bone left by a dog would have tasted good to him!

　　But he found nothing.

　　And meanwhile his hunger grew and grew. The onlyrelief poorPinocchio had was to yawn; and he certainlydid yawn, such a big yawn that hismouth stretchedout to the tips of his ears. Soon he became dizzy and faint.

He wept and wailed to himself: "The Talking Cricketwas right.It was wrong of me to disobey Father and torun away from home. If he were herenow, I wouldn't beso hungry! Oh, how horrible it is to behungry!"Suddenly, he saw, among the sweepings in a corner,something roundand white that looked very much like ahen's egg. In a jiffy he pounced upon it.It was an egg.

　　这时候天开始黑了，皮诺乔猛想起他还没吃过点东西，就觉得肚子在咕噜咕噜叫，真想吃。
　　孩子是这样，一想到吃就越来越想吃，说真个的，几分钟工夫，想吃就变成了肚子饿，肚子越来越饿，饿得他像只饿狼，饿得他肚子像刀绞。
　　可怜的皮诺乔马上向壁炉扑过去，那儿有个锅子在冒热气，他打算揭开锅盖，看看里面在煮什么，谁知那锅子是画在墙上的，诸位想象一下吧，他是多么失望啊，他那个本来已经很长的鼻子，马上又至少长了四指。
　　于是他满屋子乱跑，搜遍了所有的抽屉、所有的角落，只想找到点面包，哪怕是一丁点儿干面包，只想找到点硬面包皮、狗啃过的骨头、发霉的玉米糊、鱼骨头、樱桃核，总而言之，随便找到什么可以进口的东西都好，可他什么也没找到，一丁点儿东西也没找到。
　　这时他肚子越来越饿，越来越饿，可怜的皮诺乔，他除了打哈欠，就毫无办法可以让肚子好过一点儿。他的哈欠打得那么长，每一回嘴巴都一直咧到耳朵边。打完一个哈欠他就吐口水，只觉得胃也要吐出来了。
　　最后他绝望了，哭着说：
　　“会说话的蟋蟀说得对，我错就错在不听爸爸的话，逃出了屋子……我爸爸要是在这儿，这会儿我就不会一个劲儿打哈欠，人都要打死了！唉哟！肚子饿多难受啊！”
　　正在这时候，他看到一堆垃圾里好像有一样东西，圆滚滚的、白花花的，完全像个鸡蛋。他一蹦就跳了过去，扑到它上面，的的确确是个鸡蛋。