CHAPTER XXI

HE IS OFFERED FOR SALE

They went on until they met a second caravan resting at a well. Every

one admired Pinocchio, and the old man who had him in charge treated

him as if he were his own son.

Pinocchio was greatly pleased. Yet to tell the truth he was worried.

Suppose they discovered that he had lied, and that he knew nothing

about Africa, or the gold, or the diamonds! What would happen then?

The old man was talking to three or four men of the new caravan.

Pinocchio did not like their faces. Now and then they looked toward the

marionette with open eyes of astonishment.

Pinocchio pricked up his ears to listen to the good things the old man

was saying about him. He felt highly flattered on hearing himself

praised for his character, his intelligence, and his ability to eat and

drink.

Then the men lowered their voices, and the marionette only now and then

caught some stray words.

“How much do you want?”

“Come!” replied the good old man, “between us there should not be so

much talk. I cannot give him to you unless you give me twenty yards of

English calico, thirty yards of iron wire, and four strings of glass

beads.”

“It is too much. It is too much,” replied one.

“They are bargaining for the donkey,” said Pinocchio, and he felt sorry

for the poor beast.

“I am sorry for you,” he went on, addressing the donkey, “because you

have made me quite comfortable. Now I must give you up and walk.”

“It is too much. It is too much,” the men were saying.

“Yes, yes, all you say is very true,” spoke one in a high voice, “but,

after all, he is made of wood.”

“Of wood? Who is made of wood? The donkey?” thought Pinocchio, looking

at the animal, which stood still, its ears erect as if it also were

listening.

“Here!” put in one of the men, “the bargain is made if you will give

him up for an elephant’s tooth; if not, let us talk no more of it.”

The old man was silent. He looked at the marionette, and then with a

sigh which came from his heart he said: “You drive a hard bargain! Add

at least the horn of a rhinoceros and let us be done with it.”

“Put in the horn!” replied the man, and they shook hands. “You have

done well, my friends,” the old man said. “That fellow there,”—and this

time pointed directly at Pinocchio,—“that fellow there has some great

ideas in his head. He knows a thing or two! He says he knows the exact

spot where one may find gold and diamonds.”

Pinocchio was thunderstruck! It was he and not the donkey that had been

sold.

“Dogs!” he cried, “farewell. I go from you forever.” And away he leaped

as fast as the north wind. They did not even try to follow him. Who

could have caught him.

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