Chapter 21

           Pinocchio,asyoumaywellimagine,begantoscreamandweepandbeg;butallwasofnouse,fornohousesweretobeseenandnotasoulpassedbyontheroad. 

           Nightcameon. 

           Alittlebecauseofthesharppaininhislegs,alittlebecauseoffrightatfindinghimselfaloneinthedarknessofthefield, theMarionettewasabouttofaint,whenhesawatinyGlowwormflickeringby.Hecalledtoherandsaid: 

           "DearlittleGlowworm,willyousetmefree?" 

           "Poorlittlefellow!"repliedtheGlowworm,stoppingtolookathimwithpity."Howcameyoutobecaughtinthistrap?" 

           "Isteppedintothislonelyfieldtotakeafewgrapesand--" 

           "Arethegrapesyours?" 

           "No." 

           "Whohastaughtyoutotakethingsthatdonotbelongtoyou?" 

           "Iwashungry." 

           "Hunger,myboy,isnoreasonfortakingsomethingwhichbelongstoanother." 

           "It’strue,it’strue!"criedPinocchiointears."Iwon’tdoitagain." 

           Justthen,theconversationwasinterruptedbyapproachingfootsteps.Itwastheownerofthefield,whowascomingontiptoestoseeif,bychance,hehadcaughttheWeaselswhichhadbeeneatinghischickens. 

           Greatwashissurprisewhen,onholdinguphislantern,hesawthat,insteadofaWeasel,hehadcaughtaboy! 

           "Ah,youlittlethief!"saidtheFarmerinanangryvoice."Soyouaretheonewhostealsmychickens!" 

           "NotI!No,no!"criedPinocchio,sobbingbitterly."Icamehereonlytotakeaveryfewgrapes." 

           "Hewhostealsgrapesmayveryeasilystealchickensalso.Takemywordforit,I’llgiveyoualessonthatyou’llrememberforalongwhile."