he too took off his cap, and tried to make it clear that he would come to shore if it were not made impossible by the heavy seas.
All of a sudden there came a terrible wave, and the boat disappeared. The watchers on shore waited to see it rise, but it was seen no more.
"Poor man!" said the fishermen, but they could not help him, so they turned away, murmuring their sympathy. Then they heard a wild cry. Looking back they saw a little boy on top of a reef throw himself into the water, crying as he jumped; "I want to save my father!"
Pinocchio, being made of wood floated easily, and he could swim like a fish. Now he was seen to disappear under the water, carried down by the fury of the waves; now he appeared again, striking out against them. The fishermen watched him until he was so far from shore that they could no longer see him.
"Poor boy!” they said, and then, as they could do nothing for him, they went home.
