"Well that's your loss," said the man, "and let me tell you, my boy, if you really are hungry, eat a couple of slices of your pride, and take care that it does not give you indigestion." And he went on.
After a few moments a bricklayer passed along, carrying a basket of lime on his shoulder.
"Please sir, will you be kind enough to give a penny to a poor boy who is fainting with hunger?"
"Come with me and I will give you five if you will carry this basket of lime for me."
"But the lime is heavy," objected Pinocchio, "and I do not want to tire myself."
"If you do not want to get tired, my boy, go hungry. Goodby."
In less than half an hour twenty other people passed by and Pinocchio begged help from them all, and each one said to him; “Shame on you! Go find a little work and earn some money, instead of standing there and begging like a vagabond."
Finally along came a little woman carrying two pitchers of water.
