"All boys, when they want to get something tell the same story."
"But I am not like other boys. I am better than all the rest and I always speak the truth. I promise you, father, that I will learn a trade, and that I will be your consolation and support in your old age."
Geppetto wore a stern look, but his eyes were filled with tears, and his heart was full of pity when he saw poor little Pinocchio in such a state. Without a word he took up his tools, and two small pieces of wood, and began to work very diligently. In less than an hour the new feet were finished. They were nimble and nervous feet, and were made so beautifully that they might have been carved by a great artist. Then Geppetto said to the marionette, "Close your eyes, and go to sleep."
Pinocchio closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and meantime Geppetto stuck on the two feet with a little glue, melted in the eggshell, doing it so well that one could hardly see the places where they were joined. As soon as the marionette saw that his feet were