"Because boys who do not pay attention to the advice of their parents always meet with disaster."
"I have had that experience," said Pinocchio, "but I shall never make that mistake again."
"We shall see if you are telling the truth." In a little more than an hour all but one of his friends were invited. Some accepted at once; others hesitated until they heard of the coffee and cream and the sandwiches buttered on both sides, and then they said, "Indeed we will come."
Now, among his companions was one that he liked best of all. His name was Romeo, but he was nicknamed Candlewick, because he was so thin and straight and pale, like the new wick on a candle that has never been burned. Candlewick was the laziest and most wilful boy in all the school, but Pinocchio was devoted to him, and now he hunted everywhere for him to invite him to the party, but he looked in vain. Where could he be? He hunted here and there and everywhere and finally found him under the porch of a farm house.
