Chapter 7

           ThepoorMarionette,whowasstillhalfasleep,hadnotyetfoundoutthathistwofeetwereburnedandgone.AssoonasheheardhisFather’svoice,hejumpedupfromhisseattoopenthedoor,but,ashedidso,hestaggeredandfellheadlongtothefloor. 

           Infalling,hemadeasmuchnoiseasasackofwoodfallingfromthefifthstoryofahouse. 

           "Openthedoorforme!"Geppettoshoutedfromthestreet. 

           "Father,dearFather,Ican’t,"answeredtheMarionetteindespair,cryingandrollingonthefloor. 

           "Whycan’tyou?" 

           "Becausesomeonehaseatenmyfeet." 

           "Andwhohaseatenthem?" 

           "Thecat,"answeredPinocchio, seeingthatlittleanimalbusilyplayingwithsomeshavingsinthecorneroftheroom. 

           "Open!Isay,"repeatedGeppetto,"orI’llgiveyouasoundwhippingwhenIgetin." 

           "Father,believeme,Ican’tstandup.Oh,dear!Oh,dear!Ishallhavetowalkonmykneesallmylife." 

           Geppetto,thinkingthatallthesetearsandcrieswereonlyotherpranksoftheMarionette,climbedupthesideofthehouseandwentinthroughthewindow. 

           Atfirsthewasveryangry,butonseeingPinocchiostretchedoutonthefloorandreallywithoutfeet,hefeltverysadandsorrowful. 

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