quickly, and there was his yellow wig in the hands of the marionette. "Pinocchio, give it back to me immediately," said the old man. But Pinocchio, instead of obeying put it on his own head, and was nearly smothered by it. This insolence and disobedience made Geppetto feel sadder than he had ever been before in all his life. Turning to the puppet he said sadly, "Bad little boy! Here you are not even finished yet, and already you are showing utter lack of respect for your father. Bad, bad boy." And he wiped away a tear.
There were now only the legs and feet to make. Scarcely were they finished than they began to kick poor Geppetto. "I deserve it," he said to himself. "I should have known this would happen. Now it is too late." He took the marionette in his arms, and put him on the ground floor to teach him how to walk. Pinocchio behaved at first as if his legs were asleep or very stiff, and he could not move them, but Geppetto led him about the room by the hand, and showed him how to put one foot in front of the other. When his legs had become more limber, he began to walk by
