Chapter 4

           VerylittletimedidittaketogetpooroldGeppettotoprison.Inthemeantimethatrascal,Pinocchio,freenowfromtheclutchesoftheCarabineer,wasrunningwildlyacrossfieldsandmeadows,takingoneshortcutafteranothertowardhome. Inhiswildflight,heleapedoverbramblesandbushes,andacrossbrooksandponds,asifhewereagoatoraharechasedbyhounds. 

           Onreachinghome,hefoundthehousedoorhalfopen.Heslippedintotheroom,lockedthedoor,andthrewhimselfonthefloor,happyathisescape. 

           Buthishappinesslastedonlyashorttime,forjustthenheheardsomeonesaying: 

           "Cri-cri-cri!" 

           "Whoiscallingme?"askedPinocchio,greatlyfrightened. 

           "Iam!" 

           Pinocchioturnedandsawalargecricketcrawlingslowlyupthewall. 

           "Tellme,Cricket,whoareyou?" 

           "IamtheTalkingCricketandIhavebeenlivinginthisroomformorethanonehundredyears." 

           "Today,however,thisroomismine,"saidtheMarionette,"andifyouwishtodomeafavor,getoutnow,anddon’tturnaroundevenonce." 

           "Irefusetoleavethisspot,"answeredtheCricket,"untilIhavetoldyouagreattruth." 

           "Tellit,then,andhurry." 

           "Woetoboyswhorefusetoobeytheirparentsandrunawayfromhome!Theywillneverbehappyinthisworld,andwhentheyareoldertheywillbeverysorryforit." 

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