sound on the sand. The poor dog could not stand on his feet. He had been forced to swallow so much salt water that he was puffed up like a balloon. But not trusting him entirely the marionette thought it best to jump into the sea again and as he swam away he cried: "Goodby, Alidoro, remember me to your friends the gendarmes!"
"Goodby, Pinocchio," barked the dog. "A thousand thanks for having saved my life. You have done me a great service, and I shall never forget you. I hope I shall be able to repay you some day."
Pinocchio swam on, keeping always near the shore, until finally he thought he had reached a safe place to land. Looking along the shore he saw among the reefs a sort of cave from which rose a cloud of smoke.
"In that cave," he said to himself "there must be a fire. So much the better. I will go and dry myself. Then we will see what happens next."
Having made this decision he started toward the cave, but just as he was about to land he felt something in the water entangle him and draw him along. He tried to escape,
