Their
accounts being thus squared they shook hands, and swore to remain good
friends for the rest of their lives.
Geppetto carried off his fine piece of wood, and thanking Master
Antonio returned limping to his house.
III
THE PUPPET IS NAMED PINOCCHIO
Geppetto lived in a small ground-floor room that was only lighted from
the staircase. The furniture could not have been simpler--a bad chair,
a poor bed, and a broken-down table. At the end of the room there was
a fireplace with a lighted fire; but the fire was painted, and by the
fire was painted a saucepan that was boiling cheerfully, and sending
out a cloud of smoke that looked exactly like real smoke.
As soon as he reached home Geppetto took his tools and set to work to
cut out and model his puppet.
"What name shall I give him?" he said to himself; "I think I will call
him Pinocchio. It is a name that will bring him luck. I once knew a
whole family so called. There was Pinocchio the father, Pinocchia
the mother, and Pinocchi the children, and all of them did well. The
richest of them was a beggar."
Having found a name for his puppet he began to work in good earnest,
and he first made his hair, then his forehead and then his eyes.
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