“Go away!” repeated the fisherman, raising his foot to kick him. Then the Dog, who was truly hungry, showed his terrible teeth.
At that instant there was heard in the grotto a small voice crying, “Save me, Aladdin! If you do not, I shall be fried.”
The Dog recognized the voice of Pinocchio and was surprised to find that it came from the white bundle that the fisherman held in his hand. Then what did he do? He jumped up high, caught that white bundle and, holding it lightly between his teeth, ran out of the grotto like a shot.
The fisherman was greatly enraged and tried to catch him, but it was wasted time and he had to content himself with the fish that were left.
In the meantime Aladdin, finding the road that led back to the town, stopped and carefully placed Pinocchio on the ground.
“How can I thank you?” said the marionette.
“It is not necessary,” said the Dog. “You have saved me and now I save you. In this world all ought to help one another.”
“But how did you find the grotto?”
“After you left me I was lying on the shore when the wind carried to me the odor of fried fish. That odor gave me an appetite and I went to the place from which it came. If I had been a minute later—”
