Pinocchio, you may be certain, began to cry and scream, but all for nothing, for there was not a house near him, and no one passed along the road. At last night came. The trap was causing him so much pain, and he was so afraid of the dark that he nearly fainted with it all. Suddenly he saw a firefly, and called to it, “Oh, Firefly, won’t you please help me to get away from here?”
“Poor boy!” replied the Firefly, stopping to look at him, “how ever did you get your legs caught in that trap?”
“I came into the field to get a bunch of grapes, and—”
“But are the grapes yours?”
“No.”