Geppetto lived in a small room on the ground floor. It was lighted from one window under a staircase, and the furniture could not have been more simple—a broken chair, a hard bed and a tumble-down table. At one side of the room was a fireplace with wood burning in it, but the fire was only painted there, and above it there was also painted a saucepan, boiling cheerfully and sending out such clouds of steam all around it that it seemed quite real.
As soon as he reached home Geppetto got out his tools and began to make his mari-