Chapter 24

           Pinocchio,spurredonbythehopeoffindinghisfatherandofbeingintimetosavehim,swamallnightlong. 

           Andwhatahorriblenightitwas!Itpouredrain,ithailed,itthundered,andthelightningwassobrightthatitturnedthenightintoday. 

           Atdawn,hesaw,notfarawayfromhim,alongstretchofsand.Itwasanislandinthemiddleofthesea. 

           Pinocchiotriedhisbesttogetthere,buthecouldn’t. Thewavesplayedwithhimandtossedhimaboutasifhewereatwigorabitofstraw.Atlast,andluckilyforhim,atremendouswavetossedhimtotheveryspotwherehewantedtobe. Theblowfromthewavewassostrongthat,ashefelltotheground,hisjointscrackedandalmostbroke.But,nothingdaunted,hejumpedtohisfeetandcried: 

           "OncemoreIhaveescapedwithmylife!" 

           Littlebylittletheskycleared.Thesuncameoutinfullsplendorandtheseabecameascalmasalake. 

           ThentheMarionettetookoffhisclothesandlaidthemonthesandtodry.Helookedoverthewaterstoseewhetherhemightcatchsightofaboatwithalittlemaninit. Hesearchedandhesearched,buthesawnothingexceptseaandskyandfarawayafewsails,sosmallthattheymighthavebeenbirds. 

           "IfonlyIknewthenameofthisisland!"hesaidtohimself."IfIevenknewwhatkindofpeopleIwouldfindhere!ButwhomshallIask?Thereisnoonehere." 

           Theideaoffindinghimselfinsolonesomeaspotmadehimsosadthathewasabouttocry,butjustthenhesawabigFishswimmingnear-by,withhisheadfaroutofthewater. 

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