ular thing about this goat was the color of its wool. It was not white, or black, or any color that goats usually have, but blue, just like the hair of the beautiful Fairy. Imagine how the heart of Pinocchio began to pound.
He redoubled his efforts to reach the rock, and when he was halfway there he saw rising from the water the horrible head of a sea monster with mouth opened wide like a gulf and three rows of enormous teeth that would frighten you, even to see them painted in a picture book. Can you guess who that monster was? It was none other than the huge dogfish mentioned several times in this story, and which, on account of its bloodthirsty nature was called The Terror of Fishes and Fishermen.
Imagine the terror of poor Pinocchio at sight of the monster. He tried to avoid him, to change his direction. He tried to escape, but that immense open mouth kept coming toward him with the speed of an arrow.
"Hurry, Pinocchio!" called the goat, bleating loudly. And Pinocchio swam desperately with his arms, legs, chest and feet.
"Hurry, Pinocchio, the monster is almost
