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hat was happening to him。
〃Then I will tell you all about it；〃 said the Dormouse。 〃Know then that； within two or three hours； you will no longer be a Marionette； nor a boy。〃
〃What shall I be？〃
〃Within two or three hours you will become a real donkey； just like the ones that pull the fruit carts to market。〃
〃Oh； what have I done？ What have I done？〃 cried Pinocchio； grasping his two long ears in his hands and pulling and tugging at them angrily； just as if they belonged to another。
〃My dear boy；〃 answered the Dormouse to cheer him up a bit； 〃why worry now？ What is done cannot be undone； you know。 Fate has decreed that all lazy boys who come to hate books and schools and teachers and spend all their days with toys and games must sooner or later turn into donkeys。〃
〃But is it really so？〃 asked the Marionette； sobbing bitterly。
〃I am sorry to say it is。 And tears now are useless。 You should have thought of all this before。〃
〃But the fault is not mine。 Believe me； little Dormouse； the fault is all Lamp…Wick's。〃
〃And who is this Lamp…Wick？〃
〃A classmate of mine。 I wanted to return home。 I wanted to be obedient。 I wanted to study and to succeed in school； but Lamp…Wick said to me； ‘Why do you want to waste your time studying？ Why do you want to go to school？ Come with me to the Land of Toys。 There we'll never study again。 There we can enjoy ourselves and be happy from morn till night。'〃
〃And why did you follow the advice of that false friend？〃
〃Why？ Because； my dear little Dormouse； I am a heedless Marionetteheedless and heartless。 Oh！ If I had only had a bit of heart； I should never have abandoned that good Fairy； who loved me so well and who has been so kind to me！ And by this time； I should no longer be a Marionette。 I should have become a real boy； like all these friends of mine！ Oh； if I meet Lamp…Wick I am going to tell him what I think of himand more； too！〃
After this long speech； Pinocchio walked to the door of the room。 But when he reached it； remembering his donkey ears； he felt ashamed to show them to the public and turned back。 He took a large cotton bag from a shelf； put it on his head； and pulled it far down to his very nose。
Thus adorned； he went out。 He looked for Lamp…Wick everywhere； along the streets； in the squares； inside the theatres； everywhere； but he was not to be found。 He asked everyone whom he met about him； but no one had seen him。 In desperation； he returned home and knocked at the door。
〃Who is it？〃 asked Lamp…Wick from within。
〃It is I！〃 answered the Marionette。
〃Wait a minute。〃
After a full half hour the door opened。 Another surprise awaited Pinocchio！ There in the room stood his friend； with a large cotton bag on his head； pulled far down to his very nose。
At the sight of that bag； Pinocchio felt slightly happier and thought to himself：
〃My friend must be suffering from the same sickness that I am！ I wonder if he； too； has donkey fever？〃
But pretending he had seen nothing； he asked with a smile：
〃How are you； my dear Lamp…Wick？〃
〃Very well。 Like a mouse in a Parmesan cheese。〃
〃Is that really true？〃
〃Why should I lie to you？〃
〃I beg your pardon； my friend； but why then are you wearing that cotton bag over your ears？〃
〃The doctor has ordered it because one of my knees hurts。 And you； dear Marionette； why are you wearing that cotton bag down to your nose？〃
〃The doctor has ordered it because I have bruised my foot。〃
〃Oh； my poor Pinocchio！〃
〃Oh； my poor Lamp…Wick！〃
An embarrassingly long silence followed these words； during which time the two friends looked at each other in a mocking way。
Finally the Marionette； in a voice sweet as honey and soft as a flute； said to his companion：
〃Tell me； Lamp…Wick； dear friend； have you ever suffered from an earache？〃
〃Never！ And you？〃
〃Never！ Still； since this morning my ear has been torturing me。〃
〃So has mine。〃
〃Yours； too？ And which ear is it？〃
〃Both of them。 And yours？〃
〃Both of them； too。 I wonder if it could be the same sickness。〃
〃I'm afraid it is。〃
〃Will you do me a favor； Lamp…Wick？〃
〃Gladly！ With my whole heart。〃
〃Will you let me see your ears？〃
〃Why not？ But before I show you mine； I want to see yours； dear Pinocchio。〃
〃No。 You must show yours first。〃
〃No； my dear！ Yours first； then mine。〃
〃Well； then；〃 said the Marionette； 〃let us make a contract。〃
〃Let's hear the contract！〃
〃Let us take off our caps together。 All right？〃
〃All right。〃
〃Ready then！〃
Pinocchio began to count； 〃One！ Two！ Three！〃
At the word 〃Three！〃 the two boys pulled off their caps and threw them high in air。
And then a scene took place which is hard to believe； but it is all too true。 The Marionette and his friend； Lamp…Wick； when they saw each other both stricken by the same misfortune； instead of feeling sorrowful and ashamed； began to poke fun at each other； and after much nonsense； they ended by bursting out into hearty laughter。
They laughed and laughed； and laughed againlaughed till they achedlaughed till they cried。
But all of a sudden Lamp…Wick stopped laughing。 He tottered and almost fell。 Pale as a ghost； he turned to Pinocchio and said：
〃Help； help； Pinocchio！〃
〃What is the matter？〃
〃Oh； help me！ I can no longer stand up。〃
〃I can't either；〃 cried Pinocchio； and his laughter turned to tears as he stumbled about helplessly。
They had hardly finished speaking； when both of them fell on all fours and began running and jumping around the room。 As they ran； their arms turned into legs； their faces lengthened into snouts and their backs became covered with long gray hairs。
This was humiliation enough； but the most horrible moment was the one in which the two poor creatures felt their tails appear。 Overcome with shame and grief； they tried to cry and bemoan their fate。
But what is done can't be undone！ Instead of moans and cries； they burst forth into loud donkey brays； which sounded very much like； 〃Haw！ Haw！ Haw！〃
At that moment； a loud knocking was heard at the door and a voice called to them：
〃Open！ I am the Little Man； the driver of the wagon which brought you here。 Open； I say； or beware！〃
CHAPTER 33
Pinocchio； having become a Donkey； is bought by the owner of a Circus； who wants to teach him to do tricks。 The Donkey becomes lame and is sold to a man who wants to use his skin for a drumhead
Very sad and downcast were the two poor little fellows as they stood and looked at each other。 Outside the room； the Little Man grew more and more impatient； and finally gave the door such a violent kick that it flew open。 With his usual sweet smile on his lips； he looked at Pinocchio and Lamp…Wick and said to them：
〃Fine work； boys！ You have brayed well； so well that I recognized your voices immediately； and here I am。〃
On hearing this； the two Donkeys bowed their heads in shame； dropped their ears； and put their tails between their legs。
At first； the Little Man petted and caressed them and smoothed down their hairy coats。 Then he took out a currycomb and worked over them till they shone like glass。 Satisfied with the looks of the two little animals； he bridled them and took them to a market place far away from the Land of Toys； in the hope of selling them at a good price。
In fact； he did not have to wait very long for an offer。 Lamp…Wick was bought by a farmer whose donkey had died the day before。 Pinocchio went to the owner of a circus； who wanted to teach him to do tricks for his audiences。
And now do you understand what the Little Man's profession was？ This horrid little being； whose face shone with kindness； went about the world looking for boys。 Lazy boys； boys who hated books； boys who wanted to run away from home； boys who were tired of schoolall these were his joy and his fortune。 He took them with him to the Land of Toys and let them enjoy themselves to their heart's content。 When； after months of all play and no work； they became little donkeys； he sold them on the market place。 In a few years； he had become a millionaire。
What happened to Lamp…Wick？ My dear children； I do not know。 Pinocchio； I can tell you； met with great hardships even from the first day。
After putting him in a stable； his new master filled his manger with straw； but Pinocchio； after tasting a mouthful； spat it out。
Then the man filled the manger with hay。 But Pinocchio did not like that any better。
〃Ah； you don't like hay either？〃 he cried angrily。 〃Wait； my pretty Donkey； I'll teach you not to be so particular。〃
Without more ado； he took a whip and gave the Donkey a hearty blow across the legs。
Pinocchio screamed with pain and as he screamed he brayed：
〃Haw！ Haw！ Haw！ I can't digest straw！〃
〃Then eat the hay！〃 answered his master； who understood the Donkey perfectly。
〃Haw！ Haw！ Haw！ Hay gives me a headache！〃
〃Do you pretend； by any chance； that I should feed you duck or chicken？〃 asked the man again； and； angrier than ever； he gave poor Pinocchio another lashing。
At that second beating； Pinocchio became very quiet and said no more。
After that； the door of the stable was closed and he was left alone。 It