again, they left the room grumbling and muttering between their teeth.
A few moments later Pinocchio jumped out of bed well and strong, for wooden marionettes have the advantage of being sick very seldom, and when they are they get well very quickly. The Fairy, seeing him run around the room as lively and bright as a little chicken just out of its shell, said to him, "Then my medicine has cured you?"
"Yes indeed! It has restored me to life."
"Then why did you require so much persuasion to take it?"
"Boys always act like that. We are more afraid of the medicine than of the sickness."
"Shame on you! Boys ought to know that a good medicine taken in time may save them from a serious illness, and perhaps even from death."
"Oh, another time I will not behave so badly. I will remember the black rabbits, and then I will take the medicine at once."
"Now come here and tell me how it happened that you fell into the hands of robbers?"
