is as big as a five story house, and his mouthis so wide he can swallow a train of cars and the engine at one gulp.”
"Oh, oh me!” cried the marionette in terror, and putting on his clothes in frantic haste he started down the path, calling over his shoulder to the Dolphin, "Goodby, Mr. Fish. Excuse my haste and I thank you a thousand times for your kindness."
Once on the road Pinocchio ran as quickly as he could. At every little noise he heard he looked back for fear he might be followed by the terrible dogfish as big as a five story house, and with a mouth wide enough to take in a train of cars and the engine. After having run for half an hour he arrived at a little village called "The Town of the Busy Bees.” The streets were filled with people running here and there attending to their business; everybody had something to do; you could not find an idler.
"I see this country is not for me," exclaimed that good-for-nothing Pinocchio, “I was not born to work.”
But in the meantime he was hungry because he had eaten nothing for twenty-four
