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Chapter 13

           "Yes,sir,"answeredtheInnkeeper,winkinginaknowingwayattheFoxandtheCat,asiftosay,"Iunderstand." 

           AssoonasPinocchiowasinbed,hefellfastasleepandbegantodream.Hedreamedhewasinthemiddleofafield.Thefieldwasfullofvinesheavywithgrapes.Thegrapeswerenootherthangoldcoinswhichtinkledmerrilyastheyswayedinthewind.Theyseemedtosay,"Lethimwhowantsustakeus!" 

           JustasPinocchiostretchedouthishandtotakeahandfulofthem,hewasawakenedbythreeloudknocksatthedoor. ItwastheInnkeeperwhohadcometotellhimthatmidnighthadstruck. 

           "Aremyfriendsready?"theMarionetteaskedhim. 

           "Indeed,yes!Theywenttwohoursago." 

           "Whyinsuchahurry?" 

           "UnfortunatelytheCatreceivedatelegramwhichsaidthathisfirst-bornwassufferingfromchilblainsandwasonthepointofdeath.Hecouldnotevenwaittosaygood-bytoyou." 

           "Didtheypayforthesupper?" 

           "Howcouldtheydosuchathing?Beingpeopleofgreatrefinement,theydidnotwanttooffendyousodeeplyasnottoallowyouthehonorofpayingthebill." 

           "Toobad!Thatoffensewouldhavebeenmorethanpleasingtome,"saidPinocchio,scratchinghishead. 

           "Wheredidmygoodfriendssaytheywouldwaitforme?"headded. 

           "AttheFieldofWonders,atsunrisetomorrowmorning." 

           Pinocchiopaidagoldpieceforthethreesuppersandstartedonhiswaytowardthefieldthatwastomakehimarichman. 

           Hewalkedon,notknowingwherehewasgoing,foritwasdark,sodarkthatnotathingwasvisible. 

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