"Let us stop at this dove house a few minutes, and then we will start on our way again, so as to be at the shore tomorrow morning."
They entered a deserted dovecote where they found a little basin of water and a small basket of chick peas placed near the door. Never in all his life had the marionette been able to eat chick peas. Merely hearing the name nearly always made him sick. But that night he ate them ravenously, and when he had almost finished he turned to the Dove and said:
"I would never have believed that chick peas could taste so good."
"You will find out Pinocchio," replied the Dove, "that when you are really hungry even the chick pea seems delicious. Hunger has no whims or fancies."
Having eaten their lunch they resumed their journey, and the next morning they reached the seashore. The Dove placed Pinocchio on the ground, and not wanting to be troubled with thanks for his good action, flew quickly away and disappeared.
