Lamp Wick said to me, ‘In the Country of Playthings no one studies, and we can play from morning till night.’”
“Why did you follow the advice of a bad friend?”
“Why? Because, Dormouse, I am a foolish, heartless marionette. Oh, if I had had a little bit of heart, I should never have left my good Fairy, who loved me like a mamma and did much for me. And by this time I should have been a little boy like all the rest instead of a marionette. Oh, if I had not met Lamp Wick!”
And he walked toward the door. But when he had gone outside he remembered his donkey ears; and, being ashamed of himself, what do you think he invented? He made a dunce cap and, putting it on his head, pulled it down over his ears. Then he went out and looked for Lamp Wick. He looked in the streets, in the square, in the theater, in fact, everywhere; but he could not find him. He asked if any one had seen him, but no one knew where he was. He then went to his house and knocked at the door.
“Who is there?” asked Lamp Wick from the inside.
“It is I,” replied Pinocchio.
“Wait a little and I will open the door.”
