to deal with one of those rascally boys who amuse themselves at night by ringing the house bells of respectable people, sleeping quietly. A moment later he shouted to Pinocchio, "Come under the window and hold out your hands."
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He Fell Asleep
Pinocchio obeyed, and as he did so an enormous basin of water was poured down on him, wetting him from head to foot as if he had been a pot of dried up geraniums. Dripping and miserable he returned home, weak from hunger and tired out. Having no longer strength to stand, he dropped into a chair, and resting his damp and muddy feet on the brazier in which a few shavings still burned he fell asleep. And as he slept his wooden feet caught fire, and little by little burned to ashes. Pinocchio, however, slept on, and snored away just as if his feet belonged to someone else.
