going to buy some clothes with it, but that can wait. Here, take my money, Snail, and carry it to the good Fairy at once."
"And what about your new clothes?"
"What does that matter? I would even sell these rags to help her. Go now, Snail, and in two days come back, and I will have some more money for you. From now on I will support my good Fairy, too. I will work five hours more each day."
Contrary to her usual habit the Snail really ran as if a bird were after her, and Pinocchio returned home. "Where are your new clothes?" asked Geppetto.
"I heard from the Snail that my good Fairy was ill in a hospital, and so poor she could not buy food, so I sent her the forty cents," he answered.
That night, instead of going to bed at ten, Pinocchio worked until midnight. Then he went to bed and fell asleep at once. And while he slept he thought he saw the good Fairy, all beautiful and happy and smiling, bend down to kiss him, and he thought he heard her say; "Well done, Pinocchio! For your good heart I will forgive all your past
