Instead of returning home you must go with
us."
"And where do you wish to take me?"
"To the Land of the Owls."
Pinocchio reflected a moment, and then he said resolutely:
"No, I will not go. I am already close to the house, and I will return
home to my papa who is waiting for me. Who can tell how often the poor
old man must have sighed yesterday when I did not come back! I have
been a bad son, indeed, and the Talking-cricket was right when he said
'Disobedient boys never come to any good in the world.' I have
found it to my cost, for many misfortunes have happened to me. Even
yesterday in Fire-eater's house I ran the risk.... Oh! it makes me
shudder only to think of it."
"Well, then," said the Fox, "you are quite decided to go home? Go,
then, and so much the worse for you."
"So much the worse for you!" repeated the Cat.
"Think well of it, Pinocchio, for you are giving a kick to fortune."
"To fortune!" repeated the Cat.
"Between to-day and to-morrow your five gold pieces would have become
two thousand."
"Two thousand!" repeated the Cat.
"But how is it possible that they could have become so many?" asked
Pinocchio, remaining with his mouth open from astonishment.
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