ng. He
ended however, by doing as all boys do who have not a grain of sense
and who have no heart--he ended by giving his head a little shake, and
saying to the Fox and Cat:

"Let us go: I will come with you."

And they went.

After having walked half the day they reached a town that was called
"Trap for Blockheads." As soon as Pinocchio entered this town, he saw
that the streets were crowded with dogs who had lost their coats and
who were yawning from hunger, shorn sheep trembling with cold, cocks
without combs or crests who were begging for a grain of Indian corn,
large butterflies who could no longer fly because they had sold their
beautiful colored wings, peacocks who had no tails and were ashamed to
be seen, and pheasants who went scratching about in a subdued fashion,
mourning for their brilliant gold and silver feathers gone for ever.

In the midst of this crowd of beggars and shamefaced creatures,
some lordly carriage passed from time to time containing a Fox, or a
thieving Magpie, or some other ravenous bird of prey.

"And where is the Field of Miracles?" asked Pinocchio.

"It is here, not two steps from us."

They crossed the town, and having gone beyond the walls they came to a
solitary field which to look at resembled all other fields.

"We are arrived," said the Fox to the puppet. "Now stoop down and dig
with your hands a little hole in the ground and put your gold pieces
into it."

Pinocchio obeyed. He dug a hole, put into it the four gold pieces that
he had left, and then filled up the hole with a little earth.

"Now, then," said the Fox, "go to that canal close to us, fetch a can
of water, and water the ground where you have sowed them."

Pinocchio went to the canal, and as he had no can he took off one of
his old shoes and filling it with water he watered the ground over the
hole.

He then asked:

"Is there anything else to be done?"

"Nothing else," answered the Fox. "We can now go away. You can return
in about twenty minutes, and you will find a shrub already pushing
through the ground, with its branches quite loaded with money."

The poor puppet, beside himself with joy, thanked the Fox and the Cat
a thousand times, and promised them a beautiful present.

"We wish for no presents," answered the two rascals. "It is enough for
us to have taught you the way to enrich yourself without undergoing
hard work, and we are as happy as folk out for a holiday."

Thus saying they took leave