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| Pinocchio Is Hungry and Searches for an Egg to Make Himself an Omelet; but Just at the Most Interesting Moment the Omelet Flies Out of the Window |
NIGNT was coming on, and Pinocchio, remembering that he had eaten nothing all day, began to feel a gnawing in his stomach that very much resembled appetite.
But appetite with boys travels quickly, and in fact, after a few minutes his appetite had become hunger, and in no time his hunger became ravenous -- a hunger that was really quite insupportable.
Poor Pinocchio ran quickly to the fireplace where a saucepan was boiling, and was going to take off the lid to see what was in it, but the saucepan was only painted on the wall. You can imagine his feelings. His nose, which was already long, had become longer by at least three fingers.
He then began to run about the room, searching in the drawers and in every imaginable place, in hopes of finding a bit of bread. If it was only a bit of dry bread, a crust, a bone left by a dog, a little moldy pudding of Indian corn, a fish bone, a cherry stone -- in fact, anything that he could gnaw. But he could find nothing, nothing at all, absolutely nothing.
In the meanwhile his hunger grew and grew; and poor Pinocchio had no other relief than yawning, and his yawns were so tremendous that sometimes his mouth almost reached his ears. And after he had yawned he spluttered, and felt as if he was going to faint.
Then he began to cry desperately, and he said:
"The Talking Cricket was right. I did wrong to rebel against my papa and to run away from home. . . . If my papa were here I should not now be dying of yawning! Oh! what a dreadful illness hunger is!"
Just then he thought he saw something in the dust heap -- something round and white that looked like a hen's egg. To give a spring and seize hold of it was the affair of a moment. It was indeed an egg.
Pinocchio;s joy beats description; it can only be imagined. Almost believing it must be a dream, he kept turning the egg over in his hands, feeling it and kissing it. And as he kissed it he said:
"And now, how shall I cook it? Shall I make an omelet? . . . No, it would be better to cook it in a saucer ! . . . Or would it not be more savory to fry it in the frying pan? Or shall I simply boil it? No, the quickest way of all is to cook it in a saucer; I am in such a hurry to eat it!"
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Without loss of time he placed an earthenware saucer on the brazier full of red-hot embers. Into the saucer instead of oil or butter he poured a little water; and when the water began to smoke, tac! . . . he broke the eggshell over it that the contents might drop in. But instead of the white and the yolk a little chicken popped out, very happy and polite. Making a beautiful courtesy, it said to him:
"A thousand thanks, Master Pinocchio, for saving me the trouble of breaking the shell. Adieu until we meet again. Keep well, and my best compliments to all at home."
Thus saying it spread its wings, darted through the open window, and flying away was lost to sight.
The poor puppet stood as if he had been bewitched, with his eyes fixed, his mouth open, and the eggshell in his hand. Recovering, however, from his first stupefaction, he began to cry and scream, and to stamp his feet on the floor in desperation, and amidst his sobs he said:
"Ah! indeed the Talking Cricket was right. If I had not run away from home, and if my papa were here, I should not now be dying of hunger! Oh! what a dreadful illness hunger is!"
And as his stomach cried out more than ever and he did not know hot to quiet it, he thought he would leave the house and make an excursion in the neighborhood in hopes of finding some charitable person who would give him a piece of bread.

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