"And how much does it cost to get in?"
"Four pennies."
Pinocchio was wild with curiosity, and forgetting all his good resolutions, shamelessly turned to the boy and said, "Would you lend me four pennies until tomorrow?”
"Willingly, if I had them, but today I have not a one to spare."
"For four pennies I will sell you my jacket" said the marionette.
"What good would a paper jacket be to me? If it was rained on it would fall in pieces."
"I will sell you my shoes."
"All they are good for is to start a fire."
"How much will you give me for my cap?"
"Nice bargain indeed, a cap of breadcrumbs. Why, the mice might come out and eat it off my head."
Pinocchio was in despair. He stood there not knowing what to do next. He hardly had the courage to offer the last thing he had. He hesitated for a while, but at last he said, "Will you give me four pennies for this A B C book?"
