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Alexey Nikolaevich Tolstoy

The Golden Key, or The Adventures of Pinocchio

I dedicate this book

Lyudmila Ilyinichna Tolstoy

Preface

When I was little, a very, very long time ago, I read one book: it was called “Pinocchio, or the Adventures of a Wooden Doll” (wooden doll in Italian - Pinocchio).

I often told my comrades, girls and boys, the entertaining adventures of Pinocchio. But since the book was lost, I told it differently each time, inventing adventures that were not in the book at all.

Now, after many, many years, I remembered my old friend Pinocchio and decided to tell you, girls and boys, an extraordinary story about this wooden man.

Alexey Tolstoy

The carpenter Giuseppe came across a log that squeaked with a human voice.

A long time ago, in a town on the shores of the Mediterranean Sea, there lived an old carpenter, Giuseppe, nicknamed Gray Nose.

One day he came across a log, an ordinary log for heating the hearth in the winter.

“It’s not a bad thing,” Giuseppe said to himself, “you can make something like a table leg out of it...”

Giuseppe put on glasses wrapped in string - since the glasses were also old - he turned the log in his hand and began to cut it with a hatchet.

But as soon as he began to cut, someone’s unusually thin voice squeaked:

- Oh-oh, quiet down, please!

Giuseppe pushed his glasses to the tip of his nose and began looking around the workshop - no one...

He looked under the workbench - no one...

He looked in the basket of shavings - no one...

He stuck his head out the door - there was no one on the street...

“Did I really imagine it? – thought Giuseppe. “Who could be squeaking that?”

He again took the hatchet and again - he just hit the log...

- Oh, it hurts, I say! - howled a thin voice.

This time Giuseppe was seriously scared, his glasses even sweated... He looked at all the corners in the room, even climbed into the fireplace and, turning his head, looked into the chimney for a long time.

- There is no one...

“Maybe I drank something inappropriate and my ears are ringing?” - Giuseppe thought to himself...

No, today he didn’t drink anything inappropriate... Having calmed down a little, Giuseppe took the plane, hit the back of it with a hammer so that the blade came out just the right amount - not too much and not too little, put the log on the workbench - and just moved the shavings...

- Oh, oh, oh, oh, listen, why are you pinching? – a thin voice squealed desperately...

Giuseppe dropped the plane, backed away, backed up and sat down straight on the floor: he guessed that the thin voice was coming from inside the log.

Giuseppe gives a talking log to his friend Carlo

At this time, his old friend, an organ grinder named Carlo, came to see Giuseppe.

Once upon a time, Carlo, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, walked around the cities with a beautiful barrel organ and earned his living by singing and music.

Now Carlo was already old and sick, and his organ-organ had long since broken down.

“Hello, Giuseppe,” he said, entering the workshop. - Why are you sitting on the floor?

– And, you see, I lost a small screw... Fuck it! – Giuseppe answered and glanced sideways at the log. - Well, how are you living, old man?

“Bad,” Carlo replied. - I keep thinking - how can I earn my bread... If only you could help me, advise me, or something...

“What’s easier,” Giuseppe said cheerfully and thought to himself: “I’ll get rid of this damned log now.” - What’s simpler: you see - there’s an excellent log lying on the workbench, take this log, Carlo, and take it home...

“Eh-heh-heh,” Carlo answered sadly, “what’s next?” I’ll bring home a piece of wood, but I don’t even have a fireplace in my closet.

- I’m telling you the truth, Carlo... Take a knife, cut a doll out of this log, teach it to say all sorts of funny words, sing and dance, and carry it around the yards. You will earn enough for a piece of bread and a glass of wine.

At this time, on the workbench where the log lay, a cheerful voice squeaked:

- Bravo, great idea, Gray Nose!

Giuseppe again shook with fear, and Carlo only looked around in surprise - where did the voice come from?

- Well, thank you, Giuseppe, for your advice. Come on, let's have your log.

Then Giuseppe grabbed the log and quickly handed it to his friend. But either he awkwardly thrust it, or it jumped up and hit Carlo on the head.

- Oh, these are your gifts! – Carlo shouted offendedly.

“Sorry, buddy, I didn’t hit you.”

- So I hit myself on the head?

“No, buddy, the log itself must have hit you.”

- You're lying, you knocked...

- No, not me…

“I knew that you were a drunkard, Gray Nose,” said Carlo, “and you are also a liar.”

- Oh, you - swear! – Giuseppe shouted. - Come on, come closer!..

– Come closer yourself, I’ll grab you by the nose!..

Both old men pouted and started jumping at each other. Carlo grabbed Giuseppe's blue nose. Giuseppe grabbed Carlo by the gray hair that grew near his ears.

After that, they began to really tease each other under the mikitki. At this time, a shrill voice on the workbench squeaked and urged:

- Get out, get out of here!

Finally the old men were tired and out of breath. Giuseppe said:

- Let's make peace, shall we...

Carlo replied:

- Well, let's make peace...

The old people kissed. Carlo took the log under his arm and went home.

Carlo makes a wooden doll and names it Buratino

Carlo lived in a closet under the stairs, where he had nothing but a beautiful fireplace - in the wall opposite the door.

But the beautiful hearth, the fire in the hearth, and the pot boiling on the fire were not real - they were painted on a piece of old canvas.

Carlo entered the closet, sat down on the only chair at the legless table and, turning the log this way and that, began to cut a doll out of it with a knife.

“What should I call her? – Carlo thought. - Let me call her Pinocchio. This name will bring me happiness. I knew one family - all of them were called Buratino: the father was Buratino, the mother was Buratino, the children were also Buratino... They all lived cheerfully and carefree..."

First of all, he carved out hair on a log, then his forehead, then his eyes...

Suddenly the eyes opened on their own and stared at him...

Carlo didn’t show that he was scared, he just asked affectionately:

- Wooden eyes, why are you looking at me so strangely?

But the doll was silent - probably because it did not yet have a mouth. Carlo planed the cheeks, then planed the nose - an ordinary one...

We remember about the entertaining Pinocchio study in connection with the anniversary. Recently we celebrated the 135th anniversary of the birth of Alexei Nikolaevich Tolstoy, the author of the trilogy “Walking in Torment”, the novel “Peter I” and other wonderful books, including the fairy tale “The Golden Key, or the Adventures of Pinocchio”.

Almost ours

Pinocchio - he’s almost ours, from Minsk!

In 1975, director Leonid Nechaev shot the charming film “The Adventures of Pinocchio” at Belarusfilm. The painting is considered iconic. Moreover, Pinocchio is not just a fairy-tale character.

A whole science has already emerged, which the writer’s grandson, literary critic Ivan Tolstoy, chuckling, called Pinocchio studies. Sit in libraries, scour the Internet - and you will find dozens of scientific works where the image and path of the wooden hero are studied from a variety of points of view. From a historical perspective. Literary studies. Freudian (long nose as a phallic symbol and all that). Parallels are drawn with Christ - the immaculate conception, the resurrection after death (they drowned, but they didn’t drown), with Lenin - he led the puppet people to a bright future... It’s awkward to climb into such a Kalash row with a jug journalist’s snout. Therefore, the Minsk-News agency today will simply recall the history of the book.

Red price

The long-nosed boy, whittled from a log, was invented by the Italian writer Carlo Collodi (1826-1890). He wrote the fairy tale “The Adventures of Pinocchio. The history of a wooden doll." Alexei Tolstoy said that he read it as a child and, as an adult, decided to retell it in his own way. True, literary scholars have found out that during Alexei Nikolaevich’s childhood this book was not published in Russian. Everything with Pinocchio is more complex and dramatic.

In 1922 in Berlin, Tolstoy was invited to watch her interlinear translation of Pinocchio by Nina Petrovskaya, an employee of the emigrant newspaper Nakanune. Tolstoy also worked there. Actually, he arranged for Petrovskaya in “On the Eve”. She was once a famous semi-literary femme fatale of the Silver Age, famous for her novels with Konstantin Balmont, Valery Bryusov, Andrei Bely... And in 1922, she was an aging woman, exhausted by life. After an unsuccessful suicide attempt long ago (she threw herself out of a window), she limped heavily, and the pain in her broken bones was suppressed by morphine and alcohol. Tolstoy fled abroad from the horrors of the revolution and the Civil War. Petrovskaya left even earlier, in 1911. But in a foreign land it’s not easy even for the young and healthy, and even for her... Nina Ivanovna asked her old friend Aleshka to help with at least some income. He put in a word in "The Eve". In gratitude, Petrovskaya proposed a joint project: here is an interlinear version of “Pinocchio”, let Tolstoy go through the master’s hand - and there will be a literary translation under two names.

As a result, the edition of “Pinocchio” published in Berlin in 1924 listed “Translation by N. Petrovskaya, edited by A. Tolstoy.” Nina Ivanovna, however, believed that Alyoshka went too far with the editing - he transposed a fairy tale that was absolutely Italian in spirit and essence into a Russian style. But okay! She had one more thought: what if Tolstoy would help him return to his homeland?

Let us explain here: the newspaper “Nakanune” was the organ of the “Smenovekhovites” - that part of the white emigration that advocated returning home, even at the cost of reconciliation with the Soviet regime. Tolstoy had already come to this idea for many reasons, including ideological ones. Petrovskaya simply had no time for lofty matters - better the Reds than the emigrant hunger. True, other emigration considered the “Smenovekhites” to be renegade scoundrels. Return sentiments were beneficial to Moscow at that moment, and for the time being the USSR helped the publication with money.

Tolstoy eventually got the opportunity to return. Petrovskaya - no. And then Moscow stopped funding the newspaper, it closed, and Nina Ivanovna again found herself with nothing, only this time with a reputation for being sold to the Bolsheviks. There are no life chances left at all. In 1928, in Paris, Nina Petrovskaya committed suicide.

Workaround maneuver

Is there Tolstoy’s sin here - they say, he abandoned, did not help? But could it help? Descendants remember Alexei Nikolaevich as a venerable writer, Soviet nobleman, laureate, and deputy. But fame and position did not come immediately! For another ten years after returning to the USSR, Tolstoy was simply a Soviet writer - one of many, not at all influential. He had to feed his family (and he himself loved to live well) - he produced novels, plays, stories, and even took on opera librettos. A talented writer, a professional of the highest class, could make candy out of anything in any genre. However, I didn’t remember about “Pinocchio”. Fairy tales were generally not held in high esteem in the USSR in the 1920s - it was believed that they instilled in children a harmful belief in miracles and other nonsense. But Tolstoy could not afford to write on the table.

But everything passes. Literary and political attitudes also changed. It turned out that good children's literature is very necessary. In 1932, Tolstoy suggested “Detgiz” to be the same “Pinocchio”.

Only I didn’t turn in the manuscript on time. Why? Hard to say. Maybe because then next to his name there would be the name of the dubious emigrant Petrovskaya and problems could arise. Maybe he was busy with other work. Or maybe it's quite simple. This is what happens to a creative person - he looked at an old thing with a fresh look and saw how to make it more interesting. So Tolstoy suddenly figured out how to twist the story of the wooden boy in a completely different way.

Nevertheless, the advance was taken, but the work was not delivered on time. Tolstoy was threatened with trial. In addition, he suffered a heart attack. And then, it seems, at the instigation of Samuil Marshak, the head of children's literature in the USSR, a workaround maneuver was invented. No need for trial! The author will submit the manuscript, but a little later. And not “Pinocchio,” but another, completely independent work, with a different hero, whose name is different. How?

After the heart attack, doctors did not allow Tolstoy to get up, and he, carried away, wrote right in bed, placing a folder on his knees. He cheerfully informed the guests: “Pinocchio! Excellent story!”

…Alexey Nikolaevich was a complex, bright man. A first-class writer. Some of what he created bears the stamp of the circumstances of that time, some, of course, will remain in literature forever. But, paradoxically, today the most widely read of his books is the seemingly minor, invented along the way, literally written on his knee, “The Golden Key.”

For information

The fairy tale “The Golden Key, or the Adventures of Pinocchio” has been translated into 47 languages. The total circulation of the book amounts to tens of millions of copies.

Prepared by Sergey NEKHAMKIN

80 years of the book by A.N. Tolstoy
"The Golden Key, or the Adventures of Pinocchio"

Alla Alekseevna Kondratyeva, primary school teacher, Zolotukhinsk Secondary School, Kursk Region
Description of material: this material can be used by primary school teachers to summarize the reading of a story or fairy tale, and for extracurricular activities.
Target: formation of general cultural competence through the perception of fiction.
Tasks:
1. Introduce the history of A. Tolstoy’s creation of a fairy tale, summarize knowledge from the work read.
2. Expand your horizons in the field of literature, instill a love of reading.
3. Develop oral speech, memory, thinking, curiosity, attention.
Equipment: books by A. Tolstoy, posters with illustrations; Children's drawings.
Teacher:
Hello, dear guys and guests!
Today we have a big book holiday. We have gathered to remember one of our favorite children's books. Our mothers and fathers, and grandparents read it when they were little. The kids from our school love and know this book. Who is the hero of this fairy tale?
Listen to the riddle:
Wooden boy
Naughty and braggart
With a new alphabet under your arm -
Everyone knows without exception.
He is an adventurer.
It happens to be frivolous
But in trouble he does not lose heart.
And Signora Carabas
He managed to outwit more than once.
Artemon, Pierrot, Malvina
Inseparable from... (Pinocchio)

My father had a strange boy,
Unusual - wooden.
But the father loved his son.
What a weird one
Wooden man
On land and under water
Looking for a golden key?
He sticks his long nose everywhere.
Who is this?.. (Pinocchio)
-What is the name of the fairy tale whose main character is Pinocchio, who is its author?
(A. N. Tolstoy “The Golden Key, or the Adventures of Pinocchio”)
Many generations of readers are familiar with the antics of the mischievous and naughty wooden boy. The book was reprinted more than two hundred times and was translated into 47 languages!
In November 2016, the famous fairy tale by Alexei Nikolaevich Tolstoy “The Golden Key, or the Adventures of Pinocchio” turns 80 years old!
The fairy tale “The Golden Key, or the Adventures of Pinocchio” was written in 1936. In August 1936, the fairy tale was completed and submitted for production to the Detgiz publishing house.
-Did you know, Based on which fairy tale was the fairy tale "The Golden Key or the Adventures of Pinocchio" written? ("The Adventures of Pinocchio. The Story of a Wooden Doll").

“Once upon a time...
"King!" – my little readers will immediately exclaim.
No, you didn't guess right. Once upon a time there was a piece of wood.
It was not some noble tree, but the most ordinary log, one of those used to heat stoves and fireplaces in winter to heat a room.”
So cheerfully and unexpectedly the Italian writer C. Collodi began a book of numerous adventures of a wooden man named Pinocchio, whom Father Geppetto once carved from a piece of wood in his poor closet. This book was born almost a hundred years ago in Italy. But now she is known in all countries of the world, everywhere where her children are. In Italy, this book immediately became famous among little Italians; it was reprinted many times every year!
The story of our Pinocchio was told for you by Alexey Nikolaevich Tolstoy.

In the preface of the book, A. Tolstoy addressed his young readers:
“When I was little, a long, long time ago, I read one book: it was called “Pinocchio, or the Adventures of the Wooden Doll.” I often told my comrades, girls and boys, the entertaining adventures of Pinocchio. But since the book was lost, I told it differently each time, inventing adventures that were not at all in the book. Now, after many, many years, I remembered my old friend Pinocchio and decided to tell you, girls and boys, an extraordinary story about this wooden man.”
80 years have passed, but our cheerful Pinocchio remains the children's favorite.
Do you guys know this fairy tale?Buratino's appearance at Papa Carlo's, advice from a talking cricket
One day, Giuseppe, a carpenter, found a talking log that began to scream when it was cut. Giuseppe was frightened and gave it to the organ grinder Carlo, with whom he had been friends for a long time. Carlo lived in a small closet so poorly that even his fireplace was not real, but painted on a piece of old canvas. An organ grinder carved a wooden doll with a very long nose from a log. She came to life and became a boy, whom Carlo named Pinocchio. The wooden man played a prank, and the talking cricket advised him to come to his senses, obey Papa Carlo, and go to school. Dad Carlo, despite his pranks and pranks, fell in love with Pinocchio and decided to raise him as his own. He sold his warm jacket to buy his son the alphabet, made a jacket and a cap with a tassel from colored paper so that he could go to school.
Puppet theater and meeting Karabas Barabas
On the way to school, Pinocchio saw a poster for a Puppet Theater performance: “The Girl with Blue Hair, or Thirty-Three Slaps.” The boy forgot the talking cricket's advice and decided not to go to school. He sold his beautiful new alphabet book with pictures and used all the proceeds to buy a ticket to the show. The basis of the plot was the slaps on the head that Harlequin very often gave to Pierrot. During the performance, the doll-artists recognized Pinocchio and a commotion began, as a result of which the performance was disrupted. The terrible and cruel Karabas Barabas, director of the theater, author and director of plays, owner of all the dolls playing on stage, became very angry. He even wanted to burn the wooden boy for disturbing order and disrupting the performance. But during the conversation, Pinocchio accidentally told about the closet under the stairs with a painted fireplace, in which Carlo’s dad lived. Suddenly Karabas Barabas calmed down and even gave Pinocchio five gold coins with one condition - not to leave this closet.

Meeting with the fox Alice and the cat Basilio
On the way home, Buratino met the fox Alice and the cat Basilio. These swindlers, having learned about the coins, invited the boy to go to the Land of Fools. They said that if you bury coins in the Field of Miracles in the evening, in the morning a huge money tree will grow from them.
Pinocchio really wanted to get rich quickly, and he agreed to go with them. On the way, Buratino got lost and was left alone, but at night in the forest he was attacked by terrible robbers who resembled a cat and a fox. He hid the coins in his mouth so that they would not be taken away, and the robbers hung the boy upside down on a tree branch so that he would drop the coins and left him.
Meeting Malvina, going to the Land of Fools
In the morning he was found by Artemon, the poodle of a girl with blue hair - Malvina, who ran away from the theater of Karabas Barabas. It turned out that he abused his puppet actors. When Malvina, a girl with very good manners, met Pinocchio, she decided to raise him, which ended in punishment - Artemon locked him in a dark, scary closet with spiders.
Having escaped from the closet, the boy again met the cat Basilio and the fox Alice. He did not recognize the “robbers” who attacked him in the forest, and again believed them. Together they set off on their journey. When the swindlers brought Pinocchio to the Land of Fools on the Field of Miracles, it turned out to look like a landfill. But the cat and the fox convinced him to bury the money, and then set police dogs on him, who chased Pinocchio, caught him and threw him into the water.
The appearance of the golden key
The boy made of logs did not drown. It was found by the old turtle Tortila. She told the naive Pinocchio the truth about his “friends” Alice and Basilio. The turtle kept a golden key, which a long time ago an evil man with a long terrible beard dropped into the water. He shouted that the key could open the door to happiness and wealth. Tortila gave the key to Pinocchio.
On the road from the Country of Fools, Pinocchio met a frightened Pierrot, who had also fled from the cruel Karabas. Pinocchio and Malvina were very happy to see Pierrot. Leaving his friends in Malvina’s house, Pinocchio went to keep an eye on Karabas Barabas. He had to find out which door could be opened with the golden key. By chance, in a tavern, Buratino overheard a conversation between Karabas Barabas and Duremar, a leech merchant. He learned the big secret of the golden key: the door that it opens is located in Papa Carlo’s closet behind the painted hearth.
A door in a closet, a journey up the stairs and a new theater
Karabas Barabas turned to the police dogs with a complaint about Buratino. He accused the boy of causing the puppet performers to escape because of him, which led to the ruin of the theater. Fleeing from persecution, Pinocchio and his friends came to Papa Carlo's closet. They tore the canvas off the wall, found a door, opened it with a golden key and found an old staircase that led into the unknown. They went down the steps, slamming the door in front of Karabas Barabs and the police dogs. There Buratino again met the talking cricket and apologized to him. The stairs lead to the best theater in the world, with bright lights, loud and joyful music. In this theater, the heroes became masters, Pinocchio began to play on stage with friends, and Papa Carlo began to sell tickets and play the organ. All the artists from the Karabas Barabas Theater left him for a new theater, where good performances were staged on stage, and no one beat anyone.
Karabas Barabas was left alone on the street, in a huge puddle.

QUIZ

1. Wearing a wide hat, he walked around the cities with a beautiful barrel organ and earned his living by singing and music. (Organ grinder Carlo.)

2. Where did Papa Carlo live? (In the closet under the stairs)

3. Who found the magic log, from which Papa Carlo later made Pinocchio?
(Carpenter Giuseppe, nicknamed “Blue Nose”).

4. What did Papa Carlo make Pinocchio’s clothes from? ((A jacket made of brown paper, bright green pants, shoes from an old top, a hat - a cap with a tassel - from an old sock).
5. What thoughts came to Pinocchio’s mind on his first birthday?
(His thoughts were small, small, short, short, trivial, trivial.)
6. What did Pinocchio love more than anything in the world? (Terrible adventures.)
7. Who almost killed Pinocchio on the first day of his life? (Rat Shushara)

8. What thing did Carlo’s dad sell to buy Buratino’s alphabet? (Jacket)

9. Where did Pinocchio go instead of going to school? (To the puppet theater)

10. How much did a ticket to the puppet theater cost? (Four soldi)
11. How did Pinocchio get to see a performance at the puppet theater? (Exchanged my ABC for a ticket)

12. What was the name of the play at the Karabas Barabas Theater?
("The girl with blue hair or 33 slaps")
13. What academic title did the owner of the Karabas-Barabas puppet theater have? (Doctor of Puppet Science)
14. What was the name of the most beautiful doll in the puppet theater of Signor Karabas Barabas - the girl with curly blue hair? (Malvina)

15. Which of the dolls was the first to recognize Pinocchio in the theater? (Harlequin)

16. What did Barabas Buratino want to use for disrupting the performance?
(As firewood)
17. Why did Karabas Barabas, instead of burning Pinocchio, let him go home and give him five gold coins? (He learned from Buratino that there is a secret door in Papa Carlo’s closet. Buratino said that in Papa Carlo’s closet the fireplace is not real, but a painted one.)

18. What was hidden behind the secret door? (Puppet theater of wonderful beauty.)

19. Why did Malvina and the poodle Artemon run away from the Karabas Barabas theater?
(He treated his puppet actors cruelly, beat them).
20. Whom did Pinocchio meet on the way home? (fox Alice and cat Basilio)

21. Where did the fox Alice and the cat Basilio lure Pinocchio to turn the five gold coins given by Karabas-Barabas into a pile of money? (To the magical Field of Miracles in the Land of Fools)

22. What method did the two swindlers offer the wooden boy to turn a few coins into a “big pile of money”? (“Dig a hole, say “krex, fex, pex” three times, put in the gold, cover it with earth, sprinkle salt on top, pour it well with water and go to sleep. The next morning a tree will grow from the hole, on which gold coins will hang instead of leaves.”)

23. Who saved Pinocchio on the Field of Miracles? (Poodle Artemon and Malvina - the most beautiful doll from the Karabas-Barabas theater).

24. Who was part of the medical team that treated Buratino in Malvina’s house.
(The famous doctor Owl, paramedic Toad and healer Mantis)
25. What medicine did Malvina treat Pinocchio with? (Castor oil)

26. What did Malvina Buratino begin to teach? (Good manners, arithmetic, literacy)

26. What phrase did Malvina dictate to her guest Buratino in a dictation? Why is she magical? (“And the rose fell on Azor’s paw”)
27. In what terrible room in Malvina’s house was Pinocchio put as punishment for his sloppiness? (Into the closet)

28. Who helped Pinocchio get out of the closet? (Bat)

29. Who told the naive Pinocchio the truth about his “friends” Alice and Basilio? (Turtle Tortilla)

30. What did the turtle Tortilla give to Pinocchio? (Golden Key)

31. Where did the turtle get the golden key? (A long time ago, a golden key was dropped into the water by an evil man with a long, scary beard. He shouted that the key could open the door to happiness and wealth).
32. How did Pinocchio find out the secret of the golden key? (Hid inside a clay jug in the tavern of the Three Minnows and forced Karabas Barabas to tell the secret).

33. What door can be opened with a golden key? (Pinocchio learned the big secret of the golden key: the door that it opens is located in Papa Carlo’s closet behind the painted fireplace).

34. Who came to the rescue of Pinocchio and his friends at the very last moment? (Papa Carlo.)
35. What did Pinocchio and his friends name their new theater? ("Lightning")

36. What did Pinocchio and his friends do during the day, before performing at the theater?
(Started going to school)
37. Which book served as the impetus for L. Tolstoy to create the “Golden Key”?
(“Pinocchio or the adventures of a wooden doll” by Collodi.)
38. Why did the author name his main character Pinocchio?
(Wooden doll in Italian is “Pinocchio.”)
39. Name the hero of the fairy tale who gave Buratino wise advice, but he did not listen to him.
(Cricket: “stop pampering, listen to Carlo, don’t run away from home idle and start going to school tomorrow, otherwise terrible dangers and terrible adventures await you).
40. What does A. N. Tolstoy’s fairy tale “The Golden Key, or the Adventures of Pinocchio” teach us?
(Kindness and friendship)

Conclusion: the fairy tale teaches us to be purposeful and active in achieving our goals. The main meaning of the fairy tale “The Adventures of Pinocchio” is that good always wins, and evil is left with nothing. But in order for good to win, one must make an effort, act, and not sit idly by. The fairy tale also shows us that cunning people and flatterers are bad friends. The main character of the fairy tale Pinocchio was at first a stupid, disobedient creature, but the adventures that he experienced taught him to recognize good and evil and value true friendship.

Pinocchio became the hero of many fairy tale sequels, films, performances, as well as catchphrases, phraseological units and anecdotes.

It is impossible to imagine childhood without the “Golden Key”, without the mischievous Pinocchio, without the girl with blue hair, without the faithful Artemon.

A. Tolstoy lived in Samara for a long time. Now there is a museum in his house.

In front of the museum, Buratino happily greets everyone.

Who walks around the world with a book?
Who knows how to be friends with her?
This book always helps
Study, work and live.

We will grow up, we will become different,
And maybe among the worries
We will stop believing fairy tales,
But the fairy tale will come to us again.
And we will greet her with a smile:
Let him live with us again!
And this fairy tale to our children
We will tell you again in good time.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BURATINO! Class hour for Bird Day, grades 2-3

Preface

When I was little - a long, long time ago - I read one book: it was called “Pinocchio, or the Adventures of a Wooden Doll” (wooden doll in Italian - Pinocchio).

Now, after many, many years, I remembered my old friend Pinocchio and decided to tell you, girls and boys, an extraordinary story about this wooden man.

Carpenter Giuseppe came across a log that squeaked with a human voice

Once upon a time, in a town on the shores of the Mediterranean Sea, there lived an old carpenter.
Giuseppe, nicknamed Gray Nose.

One day he came across a log, an ordinary fire log
outbreak in winter.

“It’s not a bad thing,” Giuseppe said to himself, “you can make it from
something like a table leg...

Giuseppe put on glasses wrapped with twine - since the glasses were also
old,” he turned the log over in his hand and began to cut it with a hatchet.

But as soon as he began to speak, someone’s unusually thin voice
squeaked:

- Oh-oh, quiet down, please!

Giuseppe pushed his glasses to the tip of his nose and began to look around the workshop, -
no one...

He looked under the workbench - no one...

He looked in the basket of shavings - no one...

He stuck his head out the door - there was no one on the street...

“Did I really imagine it? – thought Giuseppe. “Who could be squeaking that?..”

He took the hatchet again and again - he just hit the log...

- Oh, it hurts, I say! - howled a thin voice.

- There is no one...

“Maybe I drank something inappropriate and my neck is ringing.
ears? - Giuseppe thought to himself...

No, today he didn’t drink anything inappropriate... Having calmed down a little,
Giuseppe took the plane, hit the back of it with a hammer so that the blade came out just enough - not too much and not too little - and put down the log
to the workbench and just took the shavings...

- Oh, oh, oh, oh, listen, why are you pinching? – a thin voice squealed desperately...

Giuseppe dropped the plane, backed away, backed up and sat down straight on the floor: he
I guessed that the thin voice was coming from inside the log.

Giuseppe gives a talking log to his friend Carlo

At this time, his old friend, an organ grinder, came to see Giuseppe.
named Carlo.

Once upon a time, Carlo, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, walked around with a beautiful organ-organ
He earned his living in the cities through singing and music.

Now Carlo was already old and sick, and his organ-organ had long since broken down.

“Hello, Giuseppe,” he said, entering the workshop. - Why are you sitting on the floor?

– And, you see, I lost a small screw... Fuck it! - answered
Giuseppe and glanced sideways at the log. - Well, how are you living, old man?

“Bad,” Carlo replied. - I keep thinking - how can I earn money?
bread... If only you could help me, advise me or something...

“Eh-heh-heh,” Carlo answered sadly, “what’s next?” I'll bring it home
log, and I don’t even have a fireplace in my closet.

- I’m telling you the matter, Carlo... Take a knife, cut a log out of this
doll, teach it to say all sorts of funny words, sing and dance, and
carry it around the yards. You will earn enough for a piece of bread and a glass of wine.

At this time, on the workbench where the log lay, a cheerful voice squeaked:

- Bravo, great idea, Gray Nose!

Giuseppe shook with fear again, and Carlo just looked around in surprise - where did the voice come from?

- Well, thank you, Giuseppe, for your advice. Come on, let's have your log.

Then Giuseppe grabbed the log and quickly handed it to his friend. But is he
awkwardly, or it jumped up and hit Carlo on the head.

- Oh, these are your gifts! – Carlo shouted offendedly.

“Sorry, buddy, I didn’t hit you.”

- So I hit myself on the head?

“No, buddy, the log itself must have hit you.”

- You're lying, you knocked...

- No, not me…

“I knew that you were a drunkard, Gray Nose,” said Carlo, “and you’re also
liar.

- Oh, you swear! – Giuseppe shouted. - Come on, come Blinka!..

– Come closer yourself, I’ll grab you by the nose!..

Both old men pouted and started jumping at each other. Carlo grabbed Giuseppe's blue nose.

Giuseppe grabbed Carlo by the gray hair that grew near his ears.

After that, they began to really tease each other under the mikitki. At this time, a shrill voice on the workbench squeaked and urged:

- Get out, get out of here!

Finally the old men were tired and out of breath. Giuseppe said:

- Let's make peace, shall we...

Carlo replied:

- Well, let's make peace...

The old people kissed. Carlo took the log under his arm and went home.

Carlo makes a wooden doll and names it Buratino

Carlo lived in a closet under the stairs, where he had nothing but
a beautiful hearth - in the wall opposite the door.

But the beautiful hearth, and the fire in the hearth, and the pot boiling on the fire, were
not real - painted on a piece of old canvas.

Carlo entered the closet, sat down on the only chair at the legless table and,
Having turned the log this way and that, he began to cut a doll out of it with a knife.

“What should I call her? – Carlo thought. - Let me call her Pinocchio. This name will bring me happiness. I knew one family - all their names were
Pinocchio: father is Pinocchio, mother is Pinocchio, children are also Pinocchio... All
they lived cheerfully and carefree..."

First of all, he carved out hair on a log, then his forehead, then his eyes...

Suddenly the eyes opened on their own and stared at him...

Carlo didn’t show that he was scared, he just asked affectionately:

- Wooden eyes, why are you looking at me so strangely?

But the doll was silent, probably because it did not yet have a mouth.
Carlo planed the cheeks, then planed the nose - an ordinary one...

Suddenly the nose itself began to stretch, grow, and it turned out so long
sharp nose that Carlo even grunted:

- Not good, long...

And he began to cut off the tip of his nose. Not so!

The nose twisted and turned and remained just that - a long, long, curious, sharp nose.

Carlo began to work on his mouth. But as soon as I managed to cut out my lips, my mouth immediately
opened:

- Hee-hee-hee, ha-ha-ha!
And a narrow red tongue poked out of it, teasingly.

Carlo, no longer paying attention to these tricks, continued to plan,
cut, pick. I made the doll’s chin, neck, shoulders, torso, arms...

But as soon as he finished whittling the last finger, Pinocchio began pounding Carlo’s bald head with his fists, pinching and tickling him.

“Listen,” said Carlo sternly, “after all, I haven’t finished tinkering with you yet, and you’ve already started playing around... What will happen next... Eh?..”

And he looked sternly at Buratino. And Pinocchio with round eyes, like
the mouse looked at Papa Carlo.

Carlo made him long legs with large feet from splinters. On this
Having finished the work, he put the wooden boy on the floor to teach him to walk.

Pinocchio swayed, swayed on his thin legs, stepped once, stepped
the other, hop, hop, straight to the door, across the threshold and out into the street.

Carlo, worried, followed him:

- Hey, little rogue, come back!..

Where there! Pinocchio ran down the street like a hare, only his wooden soles - tap-tap, tap-tap - tapped on the stones...

- Hold him! - Carlo shouted.

Passers-by laughed, pointing their fingers at the running Pinocchio. At the intersection stood a huge policeman with a curled mustache and a triangular
hat.

Seeing the running wooden man, he spread his legs wide, blocking the entire street with them. Pinocchio wanted to slip between his legs, but
The policeman grabbed him by the nose and held him there until his dad arrived.
Carlo...

“Well, just wait, I’ll deal with you already,” Carlo said, pushing away and wanted to put Pinocchio in his jacket pocket...

Buratino did not at all want to stick his legs up out of his jacket pocket on such a fun day in front of all the people - he deftly twisted out of the way and plopped down.
onto the pavement and pretended to be dead...

“Oh, oh,” said the policeman, “things seem bad!”

Passers-by began to gather. Looking at the lying Pinocchio, they shook their heads.

“Poor thing,” some said, “he must be hungry...

“Carlo beat him to death,” others said, “that old
The organ grinder only pretends to be a good person, he is bad, he is an evil person...

Hearing all this, the mustachioed policeman grabbed the unfortunate Carlo by the collar and dragged him to the police station.

Carlo dusted his shoes and moaned loudly:
- Oh, oh, to my grief I made a wooden boy!

When the street was empty, Buratino raised his nose, looked around and skipped home...

The talking cricket gives Pinocchio wise advice

Having run into the closet under the stairs, Pinocchio plopped down on the floor near
chair legs.

- What else could you come up with?

We must not forget that Pinocchio was only one day old.
His thoughts were small, small, short, short, trivial, trivial.

At this time I heard:

- Kri-kri, kri-kri, kri-kri...
Pinocchio turned his head, looking around the closet.

- Hey, who's here?

“Here I am,” kri-kri...

Pinocchio saw a creature that looked a little like a cockroach, but with a head
like a grasshopper. It sat on the wall above the fireplace and crackled quietly, -
kri-kri, - looked with bulging, glass-like, iridescent eyes, moving its antennae.

- Hey, who are you?

“I am the Talking Cricket,” the creature answered, “I live in this room.”
more than a hundred years.

“I’m the boss here, get out of here.”

- Okay, I'll leave, although I'm sad to leave the room where I lived for a hundred years.
years,” answered the Talking Cricket, “but before I go, listen to some useful advice.”

– I really need the old cricket’s advice...

“Ah, Pinocchio, Pinocchio,” said the cricket, “stop pampering,
listen to Carlo, don’t run away from home without doing anything, and start going to school tomorrow. Here's my advice. Otherwise, terrible dangers and terrible adventures await you. I won’t give even a dead dry fly for your life.

- Why? - asked Pinocchio.

“But you’ll see - a lot,” answered the Talking Cricket.

- Oh, you hundred-year-old cockroach bug! - Buratino shouted. - More
I love scary adventures of all things. Tomorrow I'll run away at first light
at home - climbing fences, destroying birds' nests, teasing boys,
dragging dogs and cats by the tails... I can’t think of anything else yet!..

“I feel sorry for you, I’m sorry, Pinocchio, you will shed bitter tears.”

- Why? - Buratino asked again.

- Because you have a stupid wooden head.

Then Pinocchio jumped onto a chair, from the chair to the table, grabbed a hammer and
threw it at the head of the Talking Cricket.

The old smart cricket sighed heavily, moved his whiskers and crawled away behind
hearth - forever from this room.

Pinocchio almost dies due to his own frivolity.
Carlo's dad makes him clothes out of colored paper and buys him the alphabet

After the incident with the Talking Cricket, it became completely boring in the closet under the stairs. The day dragged on and on. Pinocchio's stomach was also a bit boring.

He closed his eyes and suddenly saw the fried chicken on the plate.

He quickly opened his eyes and the chicken on the plate had disappeared.

He closed his eyes again and saw a plate of semolina porridge mixed with raspberry jam.

I opened my eyes and there was no plate of semolina porridge mixed with raspberry jam.

Then Pinocchio realized that he was terribly hungry.

He ran to the hearth and stuck his nose into the boiling pot, but it was long.
Pinocchio's nose pierced through the bowler, because, as we know, and
the hearth, and the fire, and the smoke, and the pot were drawn by poor Carlo on a piece
old canvas.

Pinocchio pulled out his nose and looked through the hole - behind the canvas in the wall there was
something like a small door, but it was so covered in cobwebs,
that you can't make out anything.

Pinocchio went to rummage around in all corners to see if he could find a crust of bread
or a chicken bone gnawed by a cat.

Oh, poor Carlo had nothing, nothing saved for dinner!

Suddenly he saw a chicken egg in a basket with shavings. Grabbed him
I put it on the windowsill and with my nose - bale-bale - I broke the shell.

- Thank you, wooden man!

A chicken with fluff instead of a tail and a cheerful expression crawled out of a broken shell.
through my eyes.

- Goodbye! Mama Kura has been waiting for me in the yard for a long time.

And the chicken jumped out of the window - that was all they saw.

“Oh, oh,” shouted Pinocchio, “I’m hungry!”

The day has finally ended. The room became twilight.

Pinocchio sat near the painted fire and slowly hiccupped from hunger.

He saw a fat head appear from under the stairs, from under the floor.
A gray animal on low legs leaned out, sniffed, and crawled out.

Slowly it went to the basket with shavings, climbed in, sniffing and groping,
- the shavings rustled angrily. It must have been looking for the egg that
broke Pinocchio.

Then it got out of the basket and approached Pinocchio. She sniffed it, twisting her black nose with four long hairs on each side. Pinocchio did not smell of anything edible - he walked past, dragging behind him a long thin
tail.

Well, how could you not grab him by the tail! Pinocchio immediately grabbed it.

It turned out to be the old evil rat Shushara.

Out of fright, like a shadow, she rushed under the stairs, dragging Pinocchio,
but she saw that it was just a wooden boy - she turned around and
she attacked with furious anger to gnaw his throat.

Now Buratino got scared, let go of the cold rat's tail and
jumped onto the chair. The rat is behind him.

He jumped from the chair to the windowsill. The rat is behind him.

From the windowsill it flew across the entire closet onto the table. Rat - for
him... And then, on the table, she grabbed Pinocchio by the throat, threw him down, holding
in her teeth, jumped onto the floor and dragged him under the stairs, into the underground.

- Papa Carlo! – Pinocchio only managed to squeak.

The door opened and Papa Carlo entered. Pulled a wooden shoe off his foot
and threw it at the rat.

Shushara, releasing the wooden boy, gritted her teeth and disappeared.

- This is what self-indulgence can lead to! - Dad Carlo grumbled, raising his
gender Pinocchio. I looked to see if everything was intact. I sat him on my knees, you-
I took an onion from my pocket and peeled it. - Here, eat!..

Pinocchio sank his hungry teeth into the onion and ate it, crunching and smacking. After that, he began to rub his head against Papa Carlo’s stubbled cheek.

- I’ll be smart and prudent, Papa Carlo... Talking Cricket
told me to go to school.

- Nice idea, baby...

“Papa Carlo, but I’m naked and wooden,” the boys in
the school will laugh at me.

“Hey,” said Carlo and scratched his stubbled chin. - You're right, baby!

He lit the lamp, took scissors, glue and scraps of colored paper. cut out
and glued together a jacket from brown paper and bright green pants. He made shoes from an old boot and a hat - a cap with a tassel - from
old sock I put all this on Pinocchio:

- Wear it in good health!

“Papa Carlo,” said Pinocchio, “how can I go to school without the alphabet?”

- Hey, you're right, baby...

Papa Carlo scratched his head. He threw his only old jacket over his shoulders and went outside.

He soon returned, but without his jacket. In his hand he held a book with large
letters and entertaining pictures.

- Here's the alphabet for you. Study for health.

- Papa Carlo, where is your jacket?

- I sold the jacket. It’s okay, I’ll get by just like that... Just you live on
health.

Pinocchio buried his nose in the kind hands of Papa Carlo.

- I’ll learn, grow up, buy you a thousand new jackets...

Pinocchio wanted with all his might on this first evening in his life to live without
pampering, as the Talking Cricket taught him.

Pinocchio sells the alphabet and buys a ticket to the puppet theater

Early in the morning Buratino put the alphabet in his purse and skipped into
school.

On the way, he didn’t even look at the sweets displayed in the shops - triangles of poppy seeds with honey, sweet pies and lollipops in the shape of roosters,
impaled on a stick.

He didn't want to look at the boys flying a kite...

A tabby cat, Basilio, was crossing the street and could be caught.
by the tail. But Buratino resisted this too.

The closer he got to the school, the louder cheerful music played nearby, on the shores of the Mediterranean Sea.

“Pi-pi-pi,” the flute squeaked.

“La-la-la-la,” the violin sang.

“Ding-ding,” the copper plates clinked.

- Boom! - beat the drum.

You need to turn right to go to school, music was heard to the left. Pinocchio
began to stumble. The legs themselves turned to the sea, where:

- Pee-wee, peeeeee...

- Ding-lala, ding-la-la...

“The school won’t go anywhere,” he said loudly to himself.
Pinocchio, I’ll just take a look, listen, and run to school.

With all his might he began to run towards the sea. He saw a canvas booth, decorated with multi-colored flags flapping in the sea wind.

At the top of the booth, four musicians were dancing and playing.

Downstairs, a plump, smiling aunt was selling tickets.

There was a large crowd standing near the entrance - boys and girls, soldiers, lemonade sellers, nurses with babies, firefighters, postmen - everyone, everyone
read the big poster:
Pinocchio tugged one boy by the sleeve:

– Tell me, please, how much is the entrance ticket?

The boy answered through gritted teeth, slowly:

- Four soldi, wooden man.

- You see, boy, I forgot my wallet at home... You can’t tell me
lend four soldi?..

The boy whistled contemptuously:

- Found a fool!..

– I really want to see the puppet theater! - through tears
said Pinocchio. - Buy my wonderful jacket from me for four soldi...

- A paper jacket for four soldi? Look for a fool.

- Well, then my pretty cap...

-Your cap is only used to catch tadpoles... Look for a fool.

Buratino’s nose even turned cold - he wanted so badly to get to the theater.

- Boy, in that case, take my new alphabet for four soldi...

- With pictures?

– With wonderful pictures and big letters.

“Come on, I guess,” said the boy, took the alphabet and reluctantly counted out four soldi.

Pinocchio ran up to the plump, smiling aunt and squeaked:

- Listen, give me a front row ticket to the only puppet theater show.

During a comedy performance, the dolls recognize Pinocchio

Buratino sat in the first row and looked with delight at the lowered curtain.

Dancing men and girls in black were painted on the curtain.
masks, scary bearded people in caps with stars, the sun, similar
a pancake with a nose and eyes, and other entertaining pictures.

The bell was struck three times and the curtain rose.

On the small stage there were cardboard trees to the right and left. Above them
A lantern in the shape of the moon hung and was reflected in a piece of mirror on which two swans made of cotton wool with golden noses floated.

A small man in a long white suit appeared from behind a cardboard tree.
shirt with long sleeves.

His face was dusted with powder, white as tooth powder.

He bowed to the most respectable audience and said sadly:

- Hello, my name is Pierrot... Now we will play in front of you
a comedy called; “The Girl with Blue Hair, Or Thirty-Three
slap on the head.” They will beat me with a stick, slap me in the face and slap me on the head. This is a very funny comedy...

Another man jumped out from behind another cardboard tree, all checkered like a chessboard.

He bowed to the most respectable audience:

– Hello, I’m Harlequin!

After that, he turned to Pierrot and gave him two slaps in the face, like this
so loud that powder fell from his cheeks.

– Why are you whining, fools?

“I’m sad because I want to get married,” Pierrot answered.

- Why didn’t you get married?

- Because my fiancée ran away from me...

“Ha-ha-ha,” Harlequin roared with laughter, “we saw the fool!”

He grabbed a stick and beat Piero.

– What is your fiancee’s name?

- Aren’t you going to fight anymore?

- Well, no, I've just started.

“In that case, her name is Malvina, or the girl with blue hair.”

- Ha-ha-ha! – Harlequin rolled again and released Pierrot three times on the back of the head. - Listen, dear audience... Are there really girls?
with blue hair?

But then, turning to the audience, he suddenly saw on the front bench
wooden boy with mouth to ear, with a long nose, in a cap with
with a brush...

- Look, it's Pinocchio! - Harlequin shouted, pointing at him
finger.

- Buratino alive! - Pierrot yelled, waving his long sleeves.

Many dolls jumped out from behind the cardboard trees - girls in black
masks, scary bearded men in caps, shaggy dogs with buttons instead of eyes, hunchbacks with noses like cucumbers...

They all ran up to the candles that stood along the ramp and, peering, began chattering:

- This is Buratino! This is Pinocchio! Come to us, come to us, cheerful rogue Pinocchio!

Then he jumped from the bench onto the prompter booth, and from it onto the stage.

The dolls grabbed him, started hugging him, kissing him, pinching him... Then everything
the dolls sang “Polka Bird”:

The spectators were touched. One nurse even shed tears. One firefighter cried his eyes out.

Only the boys on the back benches were angry and stamped their feet:

– Enough licking, not little ones, continue the show!

Hearing all this noise, a man leaned out from behind the stage, so scary
with a look that one could freeze with horror just by looking at him.

His thick, unkempt beard trailed along the floor, his bulging eyes rolled, his huge mouth clanged with teeth, as if he were not a man, but a crocodile. In his hand he held a seven-tailed whip.

It was the owner of the puppet theater, Doctor of Puppet Science, Signor Karabas Barabas.

- Ga-ha-ha, goo-goo-goo! - he roared at Pinocchio. - So it was you who interrupted
the performance of my wonderful comedy?

He grabbed Pinocchio, took him to the theater storeroom and hung him on a nail.
Returning, he threatened the dolls with a seven-tailed whip so that they would continue
performance.

The puppets somehow finished the comedy, the curtain closed, and the audience dispersed.

Doctor of Puppet Science, Signor Karabas Barabas went to the kitchen to have dinner.

Putting the lower part of his beard in his pocket so as not to get in the way, he sat down in front of
fireplace, where a whole rabbit and two chickens were roasting on a spit.

Having flexed his fingers, he touched the roast, and it seemed raw to him.

There was little wood in the hearth. Then he clapped his hands three times.

Harlequin and Pierrot ran in.

“Bring me that slacker Pinocchio,” said Signor Karabas Barabas. - It is made of dry wood, I will throw it into the fire, my
the roast will roast quickly.

Harlequin and Pierrot fell to their knees and begged to spare the unfortunate Pinocchio.

-Where is my whip? - shouted Karabas Barabas.

Then, sobbing, they went to the pantry, took Buratino off the nail and dragged him to the kitchen.

Signor Karabas Barabas, instead of burning Pinocchio, gives him five gold coins and sends him home

When the dolls dragged Pinocchio and threw him on the floor near the grate of the fireplace,
Signor Karabas Barabas, sniffling terribly, stirred the coals with a poker.

Suddenly his eyes became bloodshot, his nose, and then his whole face became filled with transverse wrinkles. There must have been a piece of coal in his nostrils.

“Aap... aap... aap...” howled Karabas Barabas, rolling his eyes, “
aap-chhi!..

And he sneezed so much that the ashes rose in a column in the hearth.

When the doctor of puppet sciences began to sneeze, he could no longer stop and sneezed fifty, and sometimes a hundred times in a row.

This extraordinary sneezing made him weak and became kinder.

Pierrot secretly whispered to Pinocchio:

- Try to talk to him between sneezes...

- Aap-chhi! Aap-chhi! - Karabas Barabas took in air with his open mouth and
He sneezed loudly, shaking his head and stamping his feet.

Everything in the kitchen shook, glass rattled, pans and pots on nails swayed.

Between these sneezes, Pinocchio began to howl in a plaintive thin voice:

- Poor, unfortunate me, no one feels sorry for me!

- Stop crying! - shouted Karabas Barabas. - You're bothering me...
Aap-chhi!

“Be healthy, sir,” Buratino sobbed.

- Thank you... Are your parents alive? Aap-chhi!

“I never, never had a mother, sir.” Oh, I'm unhappy! - AND
Pinocchio screamed so shrilly that Karabas Barabas' ears became
prick like a needle.

He stamped his feet.

- Stop screaming, I tell you!.. Aap-chhi! What, is your father alive?

“My poor father is still alive, sir.”

“I can imagine what it will be like for your father to find out what I fried on you.”
a rabbit and two chickens... Aap-chhi!

“My poor father will soon die of hunger and cold anyway.” I him
the only support in old age. Please, let me go, sir.

- Ten thousand devils! - shouted Karabas Barabas. - No pity
out of the question. The rabbit and chickens must be roasted. Get in
hearth

“Sir, I can’t do this.”

- Why? - asked Karabas Barabas only for Pinocchio
continued to talk, and did not scream in his ears.

- Signor, I already tried to stick my nose into the fireplace once and only pierced
hole.

- What nonsense! – Karabas Barabas was surprised. “How could you poke a hole in the fireplace with your nose?”

- Because, sir, the hearth and the pot over the fire were painted on
a piece of old canvas.

- Aap-chhi! - Karabas Barabas sneezed with such a noise that Pierrot flew off
left. Harlequin went to the right, and Pinocchio spun around like a top.

- Where did you see the hearth, and the fire, and the pot painted on a piece of canvas?

– In my dad Carlo’s closet.

– Your father is Carlo! – Karabas Barabas jumped up from his chair, waved his arms, his beard flew away. - So, this means it’s in old Carlo’s closet.
there is a secret...

But then Karabas Barabas, apparently not wanting to let slip about some secret, covered his mouth with both fists. And he sat there for a while, looking
bulging eyes at the dying fire.

“Okay,” he said finally, “I’ll have dinner with an undercooked rabbit and
raw chickens. I give you life, Pinocchio. Little of…

He reached under his beard into his vest pocket, pulled out five gold coins and
handed them to Pinocchio:

- Not only that... Take this money and take it to Carlo. Bow down and say
that I ask him under no circumstances to die of hunger and cold, and most of all
the main thing is not to leave his closet, where the hearth is located, drawn on
a piece of old canvas. Go, get some sleep and run home early in the morning.

Buratino put five gold coins in his pocket and answered with a polite
bow:

- Thank you, sir. You couldn't trust your money to a more reliable place
hands…

Harlequin and Pierrot took Pinocchio to the doll's bedroom, where the dolls again
started hugging, kissing, pushing, pinching and hugging Buratino again,
so incomprehensibly escaped a terrible death in the hearth.

He whispered to the dolls:

- There is some kind of secret here.

On the way home, Pinocchio meets two beggars - the cat Basilio and the fox Alice.

Early in the morning Buratino counted the money - there were so many gold coins
How many fingers are there on a hand? - five.

Clutching the gold coins in his fist, he skipped home and chanted:

- I’ll buy Papa Carlo a new jacket, I’ll buy a lot of poppy triangles,
lollipop roosters on sticks.

When the booth of the puppet theater and the waving flags disappeared from his eyes, he saw two beggars sadly wandering along the dusty road: Alice the fox,
hobbling on three legs, and the blind cat Basilio.

This was not the same cat that Pinocchio met yesterday on the street, but
the other is also Basilio and also striped. Pinocchio wanted to pass by, but
the fox Alice said to him touchingly:

- Hello, dear Pinocchio! Where are you going in such a hurry?

- Home, to Papa Carlo.

Lisa sighed even more tenderly:

“I don’t know if you’ll find poor Carlo alive, he’s really bad.”
from hunger and cold...

-Did you see this? – Buratino unclenched his fist and showed five gold pieces.

Seeing the money, the fox involuntarily reached out to it with his paw, and the cat suddenly opened his blind eyes wide, and they sparkled like two green lanterns.

But Buratino did not notice any of this.

- Dear, pretty Pinocchio, what are you going to do with these
money?

- I’ll buy a jacket for dad Carlo... I’ll buy a new alphabet...

- ABC, oh, oh! - said Alice the fox, shaking her head. - It won’t finish
This teaching will do you good... So I studied, studied, and - look - I go to
three paws.

- ABC! - Basilio the cat grumbled and snorted angrily into his mustache. - Through
I lost my eyes with this damned teaching...

An elderly crow was sitting on a dry branch near the road. I listened and listened and
croaked:

- They’re lying, they’re lying!..

Basilio the cat immediately jumped high, knocked the crow off the branch with his paw,
I tore out half of her tail as soon as she flew away. And again he introduced himself as if he
blind.

- Why are you doing this to her, Basilio the cat? – Buratino asked in surprise.

“My eyes are blind,” answered the cat, “it seemed like a little dog in a tree...

The three of them walked along the dusty road. Lisa said:

- Smart, prudent Pinocchio, I would like you to have
there is ten times more money?

- Of course I want! How is this done?

- As easy as pie. Go with us.

- To the Land of Fools.

Pinocchio thought for a moment.

- No, I think I’ll go home now.

“Please, we don’t pull you by the rope,” said the fox, “so much the worse.”
for you.

“So much the worse for you,” the cat grumbled.

“You are your own enemy,” said the fox.

“You are your own enemy,” the cat grumbled.

- Otherwise, your five gold pieces would turn into a lot of money...

Pinocchio stopped and opened his mouth...

The fox sat on its tail and licked its lips:

– I’ll explain to you now. In the Land of Fools there is a magical field called the Field of Miracles... Dig a hole in this field, say three times:
“Crex, fex, pex”, put the gold in the hole, cover with earth, sprinkle on top
salt, water well and go to sleep. The next morning a small one will grow out of the hole.
a tree with gold coins hanging on it instead of leaves. It's clear?

Pinocchio even jumped:

“Let’s go, Basilio,” the fox said, turning up his nose offended, “they don’t believe us.”
- Do not need…

“No, no,” shouted Pinocchio, “I believe, I believe!.. Let’s go quickly to
Country of Fools!..

In the tavern “Three minnows”

Pinocchio, Alice the fox and Basilio the cat went down the mountain and walked and walked -
through fields, vineyards, through a pine grove, they came out to the sea and again
returned from the sea, through the same grove, vineyards...

The town on the hill and the sun above it were visible now to the right, now to the left...

Fox Alice said, sighing:

- Ah, it’s not so easy to get into the Country of Fools, you’ll erase all your paws...

Towards evening they saw on the side of the road an old house with a flat roof and
a sign above the entrance: “THREE MOUNTAIN TANK.”

The owner rushed out to meet the guests, tore the cap from his bald head and
bowed low, asking to come in.

“It wouldn’t hurt us to have at least a dry crust,” said the fox.

“At least they’d treat me to a crust of bread,” the cat repeated.

We went into the tavern and sat down near the fireplace, where all sorts of things were being fried on spits and frying pans.

The fox was constantly licking his lips, the cat Basilio put his paws on the table, the mustachioed
muzzle to paws, staring at the food.

“Hey, master,” Buratino said importantly, “give us three crusts of bread...”

The owner almost fell backward in surprise that such honorable guests
so little is asked.

“Cheerful, witty Pinocchio is joking with you, master,” the fox giggled.

“He’s joking,” the cat muttered.

“Give me three crusts of bread and with them that wonderfully roasted lamb,” said the fox, “and also that gosling, and a couple of pigeons on a spit,
yes, perhaps some more livers...

“Six pieces of the fattest crucian carp,” the cat ordered, “and small fish
raw for a snack.

In short, they took everything that was on the hearth: there was only one crust of bread left for Pinocchio.

Alice the fox and Basilio the cat ate everything, including the bones. Their bellies
swollen, muzzles shiny.

“We’ll rest for an hour,” said the fox, “and we’ll leave at exactly midnight.” Don't forget to wake us up, master...

The fox and the cat collapsed on two soft beds, snored and whistled. Pinocchio took a nap in the corner on a dog bed...

He dreamed of a tree with round golden leaves... Only he
extended his hand...

- Hey, Signor Pinocchio, it’s time, it’s already midnight...

There was a knock on the door. Pinocchio jumped up and rubbed his eyes. There is no cat, no fox on the bed, it’s empty.

The owner explained to him:

“Your venerable friends deigned to get up early, refreshed themselves with a cold pie and left...

“Didn’t they tell me to give you anything?”

- They even ordered that you, Signor Buratino, without wasting a minute,
ran along the road to the forest...

Pinocchio rushed to the door, but the owner stood on the threshold, squinted, his hands
leaned on the sides:

– Who will pay for dinner?

“Oh,” Pinocchio squeaked, “how much?”

- Exactly one gold...

Pinocchio immediately wanted to sneak past his feet, but the owner grabbed
spit - his bristly mustache, even the hair above his ears stood on end.

“Pay up, scoundrel, or I’ll skewer you like a bug!”

I had to pay one gold out of five. Snorting with chagrin, Pinocchio left the damned tavern.

The night was dark—that’s not enough—black as soot. Everything around was asleep.
Only the night bird Splyushka flew silently over Pinocchio’s head.

Touching his nose with her soft wing, Scops Owl repeated:

- Don't believe it, don't believe it, don't believe it!

He stopped with annoyance:

- What do you want?

– Don’t trust the cat and the fox...

- Beware of robbers on this road...

Buratino is attacked by robbers

A greenish light appeared at the edge of the sky - the moon was rising.

A black forest became visible ahead.

Pinocchio walked faster. Someone behind him also walked faster.

He started running. Someone was running after him in silent leaps.

He turned around.

Two people were chasing him; they had bags on their heads with holes cut out for their eyes.

One, shorter, was waving a knife, the other, taller, was holding a pistol, the barrel of which expanded like a funnel...

- Ay-ay! - Pinocchio squealed and, like a hare, ran towards the black forest.

- Stop, stop! - the robbers shouted.

Although Pinocchio was desperately frightened, he still guessed - he stuck it in
mouth four gold and turned off the road towards a hedge overgrown with blackberries...
But then two robbers grabbed him...

- Trick or Treat!

Pinocchio, as if not understanding what they wanted from him, only often, often
I breathed through my nose. The robbers shook him by the collar, one threatened him with a pistol,
the other was searching his pockets.

-Where is your money? - the tall one growled.

- Money, you brat! - the short one hissed.

- I'll tear you to shreds!

- Let's take the head off!

Then Pinocchio shook so much with fear that the gold coins began to jingle.
it in your mouth.

- That's where his money is! - the robbers howled. - In his mouth
money…

One grabbed Pinocchio by the head, the other by the legs. They started tossing him around. But he only clenched his teeth tighter.

Turning him upside down, the robbers slammed his head on the ground. But he didn’t care about that either.

The shorter robber began to unclench his teeth with his wide toe. He was just about to unclench it... Pinocchio contrived - he bit with all his might
his hand... But it turned out to be not a hand, but a cat’s paw. Robber wildly
howled. At this time Pinocchio turned around like a lizard and rushed to the fence,
dived into the thorny blackberries, leaving scraps of his pants and jacket on the thorns, climbed over to the other side and rushed to the forest.

At the edge of the forest the robbers caught up with him again. He jumped, grabbed a swinging branch and climbed up the tree. The robbers are behind him. But they were hampered by the bags on their heads.

Having climbed to the top, Pinocchio swung and jumped onto a nearby tree. The robbers are behind him...

But both immediately fell apart and fell to the ground.

While they were grunting and scratching themselves, Pinocchio slipped from the tree and
started to run, moving his legs so quickly that they weren’t even there
it is seen.

The trees cast long shadows from the moon. The whole forest was striped...

Buratino then disappeared into the shadows, then his white cap flashed in the moonlight
light.

So he got to the lake. The moon hung over the mirror-like water, like in a puppet theater.

Pinocchio rushed to the right - sloppily. To the left it’s swampy... And behind again
the branches cracked...

- Hold him, hold him!..

The robbers were already running up, they were jumping high out of the wet grass,
to see Buratino.

- Here he is!

All he could do was throw himself into the water. At this time he saw a white
a swan sleeping near the shore with its head tucked under its wing. Pinocchio rushed
into the lake, dived and grabbed the swan by the paws.

“Ho-ho,” the swan cackled, waking up, “what indecent jokes!”
Leave my paws alone!

The swan opened its huge wings, and while the robbers were already
grabbed Pinocchio's legs sticking out of the water, the swan flew importantly through
lake.

On the other side, Pinocchio let go of his paws, plopped down, jumped up and
over the hummocks, through the reeds he began to run straight towards the big moon - above
hills.

Robbers hang Pinocchio from a tree

From fatigue, Pinocchio could barely move his legs, like a fly on a windowsill in autumn.

Suddenly, through the branches of a hazel tree, he saw a beautiful lawn and in the middle of it -
a small, moonlit house with four windows. Painted on the shutters
sun, moon and stars. Large azure flowers grew around.

The paths are sprinkled with clean sand. A thin stream of water came out of the fountain, and a striped ball danced in it.

Pinocchio climbed onto the porch on all fours. Knocked in the door. In the house
it was quiet. He knocked harder - they must have been sleeping soundly there.

At this time, the robbers jumped out of the forest again. They swam across the lake
water poured from them in streams. Seeing Pinocchio, the short robber hissed disgustingly like a cat, the tall one yapped like a fox...

Pinocchio pounded on the door with his hands and feet:

- Help, help, good people!..

Then a pretty curly-haired girl with a pretty
raised nose.

Her eyes were closed.

- Girl, open the door, robbers are chasing me!

- Oh, what nonsense! - said the girl, yawning with her pretty mouth. - I want
I can't sleep, I can't open my eyes...

She raised her hands, stretched sleepily and disappeared through the window.

Buratino, in despair, fell with his nose into the sand and pretended to be dead.

The robbers jumped up:

- Yeah, now you won’t leave us!..

It’s hard to imagine what they did to make Pinocchio open his mouth. If during the chase they had not dropped the knife and pistol, the story about the unfortunate man could have ended at this point.
Pinocchio.

Finally, the robbers decided to hang him upside down, tied a rope to his feet, and Pinocchio hung on an oak branch... They sat down under the oak tree,
holding out their wet tails and waiting for the golden ones to fall out of his mouth...

At dawn the wind rose and the leaves rustled on the oak tree. Pinocchio swayed like a piece of wood. The robbers got tired of sitting on wet tails...

“Hang there, my friend, until evening,” they said ominously and went to look for some roadside tavern.

A girl with blue hair brings Pinocchio back to life

Behind the branches of the oak tree where Pinocchio hung, the morning dawn spread. Grass
the clearing turned gray, the azure flowers were covered with drops of dew.

The girl with curly blue hair leaned out of the window again, rubbed it, and opened her sleepy pretty eyes wide.

This girl was the most beautiful doll from the Signora puppet theater
Karabasa Barabas.

Unable to bear the rude antics of the owner, she ran away from the theater and
settled in a secluded house in a gray clearing.

Animals, birds and some of the insects loved her very much - it must
maybe because she was a well-mannered and meek girl.

The animals supplied her with everything necessary for life.

The mole brought nutritious roots.

Mice - sugar, cheese and pieces of sausage.

The noble poodle dog Artemon brought rolls.

Magpie stole chocolates in silver papers for her at the market.

The frogs brought lemonade in nutshells.

Hawk - fried game.

May beetles are different berries.

Butterflies - pollen from flowers - powder.

Caterpillars squeezed out paste to clean teeth and lubricate
creaking doors.

Swallows destroyed wasps and mosquitoes near the house...

So, opening her eyes, the girl with blue hair immediately saw Pinocchio hanging upside down.

She put her palms to her cheeks and screamed:

- Ah, ah, ah!

The noble poodle Artemon appeared under the window, ears fluttering. He
I just cut the back half of my torso, which I did every day.
The curly fur on the front half of the body was combed, brush
tied at the end of the tail with a black bow. On the front paw - silver
watch.

- I'm ready!
Artemon turned his nose to the side and raised his upper lip over his white teeth.

- Call someone, Artemon! - said the girl. “We need to pick up poor Pinocchio, take him into the house and invite a doctor...

Artemon spun around so ready that damp sand flew away from him.
hind legs... He rushed to the anthill, barking woke up the entire population and
sent four hundred ants to gnaw the rope on which Pinocchio was hanging.

Four hundred serious ants crawled in single file along a narrow path,
climbed the oak tree and chewed through the rope.

Artemon picked up the falling Pinocchio with his front paws and carried him to
house... Putting Pinocchio on the bed, he rushed into the forest at a dog gallop
thicket and immediately brought from there the famous doctor Owl, the paramedic Toad and the folk healer Mantis, who looked like a dry twig.

The owl put its ear to Pinocchio's chest.

“The patient is more dead than alive,” she whispered and turned her head away.
back one hundred and eighty degrees.

The toad crushed Pinocchio with its wet paw for a long time. Thinking, she looked with bulging eyes in different directions at once. She muttered with her big mouth:

– The patient is more alive than dead...

The folk healer Bogomol, with hands as dry as blades of grass, began to touch Pinocchio.

“One of two things,” he whispered, “either the patient is alive or he died.” If he is alive, he will remain alive or he will not remain alive. If he's dead -
it can be revived or it cannot be revived.

“Shh charlatanism,” said the Owl, flapped its soft wings and flew away into the dark attic.

All of Toad's warts were swollen with anger.

- What disgusting ignorance! – she croaked and, splashing her belly, jumped into the damp basement.

Just in case, the doctor Mantis pretended to be a dried up twig and fell out of the window.

The girl clasped her pretty hands:

- Well, how can I treat him, citizens?

“Castor oil,” croaked the Toad from the underground.

- Castor oil! – the Owl laughed contemptuously in the attic.

“Either castor oil, or no castor oil,” the Mantis rasped outside the window.

Then, ragged and bruised, the unfortunate Pinocchio moaned:

– No need for castor oil, I feel very good!

A girl with blue hair leaned over him carefully:

- Pinocchio, I beg you - close your eyes, hold your nose and drink.

- I don’t want, I don’t want, I don’t want!..

- I'll give you a piece of sugar...

Immediately a white mouse climbed up the blanket onto the bed and was holding a piece of sugar.

“You will get it if you listen to me,” said the girl.

- Give me one saaaaaahar...

- Yes, understand, if you don’t take the medicine, you can die...

- I’d rather die than drink castor oil...

- Hold your nose and look at the ceiling... One, two, three.

She poured castor oil into Pinocchio's mouth, immediately gave him a piece of sugar and kissed him.

- That's all…

The noble Artemon, who loved everything prosperous, grabbed his
tail, spinning under the window, like a whirlwind of a thousand paws, a thousand ears, a thousand
sparkling eyes.

A girl with blue hair wants to raise Pinocchio

The next morning Buratino woke up cheerful and healthy, as if nothing had happened.

A girl with blue hair was waiting for him in the garden, sitting at a small table covered with doll dishes,

Her face was freshly washed, there was a floral pattern on her upturned nose and cheeks.
pollen.

While waiting for Pinocchio, she waved away the annoying butterflies with annoyance:

- Come on, really...

She looked the wooden boy from head to toe and winced. Velela
him to sit at the table and poured cocoa into a tiny cup.

Buratino sat down at the table and tucked his leg under him. Macaroons he
I stuffed it whole into my mouth and swallowed it without chewing.

He climbed right into the vase of jam with his fingers and sucked them with pleasure.

When the girl turned to throw a few crumbs to the elderly ground beetle, he grabbed the coffee pot and drank all the cocoa from the spout. Choked
spilled cocoa on the tablecloth.

Then the girl told him sternly:

– Pull your leg out from under you and lower it under the table. Don't eat with your hands
There are spoons and forks for this.

She batted her eyelashes in indignation.

– Who is raising you, please tell me?

– When Papa Carlo raises, and when no one does.

- Now I will take care of your upbringing, rest assured.

“I’m so stuck!” - thought Pinocchio.

On the grass around the house, the poodle Artemon was running around chasing small birds.
When they sat in the trees, he raised his head, jumped up and barked with
howling.

“He’s great at chasing birds,” Buratino thought with envy.

Sitting decently at the table gave him goosebumps all over his body.

Finally the painful breakfast was over. The girl told him to wipe it off
cocoa nose. She straightened the folds and bows on the dress, took Pinocchio by the
hand and led her into the house to do her upbringing.

And the cheerful poodle Artemon ran across the grass and barked; birds, not at all
fearing him, they whistled merrily; the breeze flew merrily over the trees.

“Take off your rags, they will give you a decent jacket and pants,”
said the girl.

Four tailors - a single master, a gloomy crayfish Sheptallo, a gray Woodpecker
with a tuft, a large beetle Rogach and a mouse Lisette - sewn from old girls' clothes
dresses, a beautiful boyish suit. Sheptallo cut, Woodpecker pierced holes with his beak and sewed. The stag was twisting the threads with his hind legs, and Lisette was gnawing them.

Pinocchio was ashamed to put on the girl’s cast-offs, but he still had to change clothes. Sniffling, he hid four gold coins in the pocket of his new jacket.

– Now sit down, put your hands in front of you. “Don’t be hunched over,” she said.
the girl took a piece of chalk. - We'll do some arithmetic... You have two apples in your pocket...

Pinocchio winked slyly:

- You’re lying, not a single one...

“I’m saying,” the girl repeated patiently, “suppose that you have
two apples in my pocket. Someone took one apple from you. How much do you have left
apples?

- Think carefully.

Pinocchio wrinkled his face - he thought so coolly.

- Why?

“I won’t give Nect the apple, even if he fights!”

“You have no aptitude for mathematics,” she said sadly.
girl. - Let's take a dictation.

She raised her pretty eyes to the ceiling.

– Write: “And the rose fell on Azor’s paw.” Have you written? Now read this
the magic phrase in reverse.

We already know that Pinocchio has never even seen a pen and inkwell.

The girl said: “Write,” and he immediately put his
nose and was terribly scared when an ink blot fell from his nose onto the paper.

The girl clasped her hands, tears even flowed out of her eyes.

- You are a disgusting naughty boy, you must be punished!

She leaned out the window:

- Artemon, take Pinocchio to the dark closet!

Noble Artemon appeared at the door, showing white teeth. grabbed
Buratino by the jacket and, backing away, dragged him into the closet, where in the corners there were cobwebs
large spiders were hanging. Locked him there, growled to give him a good scare,
and again rushed off after the birds.

The girl, throwing herself on the doll's lace bed, began to sob because
that she had to act so cruelly to the wooden boy. But if
I took up the task of education, the matter must be completed.

Pinocchio grumbled in a dark closet:

- What a stupid girl... There was a teacher, just think... At the very
porcelain head, body stuffed with cotton...

A thin creaking sound was heard in the closet, as if someone was grinding small
teeth:

- Listen, listen...

He raised his ink-stained nose and in the darkness made out a
bat upside down from the ceiling.

- What do you need?

- Wait until night, Pinocchio.

“Hush, hush,” the spiders rustled in the corners, “don’t shake our nets, don’t
scare away our flies...

Pinocchio sat down on the broken pot and rested his cheek. He was in trouble and
worse than this, but I was outraged by the injustice.

– Is this how children are raised?.. This is torment, not education... So
don’t sit and don’t eat like that... The child may not have mastered the ABC book yet,” she
he immediately grabs the inkwell... And the dog is probably chasing birds, -
nothing to him...

The bat squeaked again:

- Wait until night, Pinocchio, I’ll take you to the Land of Fools, they’re waiting there
your friends are the cat and the fox, happiness and fun. Wait for the night.

Pinocchio finds himself in the Land of Fools

A girl with blue hair walked to the closet door.

- Pinocchio, my friend, are you finally repenting?

He was very angry, and besides, he had something completely different on his mind.

– I really need to repent! Can't wait...

-Then you will have to sit in the closet until the morning...

The girl sighed bitterly and left.

Night has come. The owl laughed in the attic. The toad crawled out of the underground
to splash your belly on the reflections of the moon in the puddles.

The girl went to bed in a lace crib and sobbed sadly for a long time as she fell asleep.

Artemon, with his nose buried under his tail, slept at the door of her bedroom.

In the house the pendulum clock struck midnight.

A bat fell from the ceiling.

- It's time, Pinocchio, run! – she squeaked in his ear. - In the corner of the closet there is
rat's passage underground... I'm waiting for you on the lawn.

She flew out the dormer window. Pinocchio rushed to the corner of the closet, getting confused
in spider networks. Spiders hissed angrily after him.

He crawled like a rat underground. The move was getting narrower and narrower. Pinocchio
now he could barely squeeze under the ground... And suddenly he flew headfirst into
underground.

There he almost fell into a rat trap, stepped on the tail of a snake, just
drank milk from a jug in the dining room, and jumped out through the cat hole
onto the lawn.

A mouse flew silently over the azure flowers.

- Follow me, Pinocchio, to the Land of Fools!

Bats do not have a tail, so the mouse does not fly straight, like birds,
and up and down - on membranous wings, up and down, like a little devil; her mouth is always open, so that without wasting time, she catches along the way,
bite, swallow alive mosquitoes and moths.

Pinocchio ran after her neck-deep in the grass; wet porridge lashed him
cheeks.

Suddenly the mouse rushed high towards the round moon and from there shouted to someone:

- Brought!

Pinocchio immediately flew head over heels down the steep cliff. Rolled
rolled and splashed into the burdocks.

Scratched, his mouth full of sand, he sat down with wide eyes.

- Wow!..

In front of him stood the cat Basilio and the fox Alice.

“Brave, brave Pinocchio must have fallen from the moon,”
said the fox.

“It’s strange how he remained alive,” the cat said gloomily.

Pinocchio was delighted with his old acquaintances, although it seemed suspicious to him that the cat had his right paw bandaged with a rag, and the fox had his entire tail
stained with swamp mud.

“Every cloud has a silver lining,” said the fox, “but you ended up in the Land of Fools...

And she pointed with her paw to a broken bridge over a dry stream. According to that
On the side of the stream, among heaps of garbage, one could see dilapidated houses, stunted trees with broken branches and bell towers, lopsided in different directions.
sides...

– This city sells the famous hare fur jackets for dad.
Carlo,” the fox sang, licking its lips, “the alphabet with painted pictures...
Oh, the sweet pies and lollipops they sell! You
I haven’t lost your money yet, wonderful Pinocchio?

Fox Alice helped him to his feet; After thinking about it, I cleaned his paw
jacket and led her across the broken bridge. Basilio the cat hobbled sullenly behind.

It was already the middle of the night, but no one was sleeping in the City of Fools.

Skinny dogs in burrs wandered along the crooked, dirty street, yawning from hunger:

- Eh-he-he...

Goats with tattered hair on their sides nibbled the dusty grass near the sidewalk, shaking stubs of their tails.

- B-e-e-e-e-yes...

The cow stood with her head hanging; her bones were sticking out through her skin.

“Muu-teaching...” she repeated thoughtfully.

Plucked sparrows sat on mounds of mud; they did not fly away, even though
crush them with your feet...

Chickens with their tails torn out were staggering from exhaustion...

But at the intersections, fierce bulldog policemen stood at attention in
triangular hats and spiky collars.

They shouted at the hungry and mangy inhabitants:

- Come on in! Keep it right! Don't delay!..
The fox dragged Pinocchio further down the street. They saw people walking under the moon
along the sidewalk of well-fed cats in gold glasses, arm in arm with cats in caps.

The fat Fox, the governor of this city, was walking, raising his nose importantly, and
nim - a arrogant fox holding a night violet flower in her paw.

Fox Alice whispered:

– Those who sowed money on the Field of Miracles are walking... Today is the last
night when you can sow. By morning you will have collected a lot of money and bought all kinds of
stuff... Let's go quickly.

The fox and the cat led Pinocchio to a vacant lot where broken pots were lying,
torn shoes, holey galoshes and rags... Interrupting each other, they started babbling:

- Dig a hole.

- Put the gold ones.

- Sprinkle with salt.

- Scoop it out of the puddle, give it a good soaking.

- Don’t forget to say “crex, fex, pex”...

Pinocchio scratched his nose, stained with ink.

- My God, we don’t even want to look where you bury the money! - said the fox.

- God forbid! - said the cat.

They walked away a little and hid behind a pile of rubbish.

Pinocchio dug a hole. He said three times in a whisper: “Cracks, fex, pex,”
put four gold coins in the hole, fell asleep, took a pinch out of his pocket
salt, sprinkled on top. He took a handful of water from the puddle and poured it on it.

And he sat down to wait for the tree to grow...

The police grab Buratino and do not allow him to say a single word in his defense.

Fox Alice thought that Pinocchio would go to bed, but he still sat on the garbage heap, patiently stretching out his nose.

Then Alice told the cat to stay on guard, and she ran to the nearest police station.

There, in a smoky room, at a table dripping with ink, the bulldog on duty was snoring thickly.

- Mister courageous duty officer, is it possible to detain one homeless thief? A terrible danger threatens all the rich and respectable citizens of this city.

The half-awake bulldog on duty barked so loudly that out of fear there was a puddle under the fox.

- Warrrishka! Gum!

The fox explained that the dangerous thief Pinocchio had been discovered in a vacant lot.

The duty officer, still growling, called. Two Doberman pinschers rushed in,
detectives who never slept, trusted no one, and even suspected themselves of criminal intentions.

The duty officer ordered them to deliver the dangerous criminal, dead or alive.
to the department.

The detectives answered briefly:

And they rushed to the wasteland at a special cunning gallop, raising their hind legs
sideways

They crawled on their bellies for the last hundred steps and immediately rushed at Pinocchio, grabbed him under the arms and dragged him to the department.

Pinocchio was swinging his legs, begging him to say - for what? for what?

The detectives replied:

- They'll figure it out there...

The fox and the cat wasted no time in digging up four gold coins. Fox
she began to divide the money so cleverly that the cat ended up with one coin, she
- three.

The cat silently grabbed her face with his claws.

The fox wrapped her paws tightly around him. And they both rode around for a while
in a ball across the wasteland. Cat and fox fur flew in clumps in the moonlight.

Having skinned each other's sides, they divided the coins equally and that same night
fled the city.

Meanwhile, the detectives brought Buratino to the department.

The bulldog on duty got out from behind the table and searched his pockets himself.

Having found nothing but a lump of sugar and crumbs of almond cake, the duty officer began to snore bloodthirstyly at Pinocchio:

– You have committed three crimes, scoundrel: you are homeless, without a passport and unemployed. Take him out of town and drown him in a pond.

The detectives replied:

Pinocchio tried to tell about dad Carlo, about his adventures. All
in vain! The detectives picked him up and galloped him out of town and off the bridge.
thrown into a deep muddy pond full of frogs, leeches and water beetle larvae.

Pinocchio splashed into the water, and the green duckweed closed over him.

Pinocchio meets the inhabitants of the pond, learns about the disappearance of four gold coins and receives a golden key from the turtle Tortila.

We must not forget that Pinocchio was made of wood and therefore could not drown. Yet he was so frightened that he lay on the water for a long time, covered in green duckweed.

The inhabitants of the pond gathered around him: everyone is known for their stupidity
black pot-bellied tadpoles, water beetles with hind legs similar to
oars, leeches, larvae that ate everything they came across, even
themselves, and, finally, various small ciliates.

The tadpoles tickled him with their hard lips and chewed with pleasure.
tassel on the cap. Leeches crawled into my jacket pocket. One water beetle
Several times he climbed onto its nose, which stuck high out of the water, and from there threw himself into the water - like a swallow.

Small ciliates, wriggling and hastily trembling with hairs that replaced
they tried to pick up something edible, but they themselves ended up in the mouth of the water beetle larvae.

Pinocchio finally got tired of this, he splashed his heels in the water:

- Let's go away! I'm not your dead cat.

The inhabitants ran away in all directions. He turned over on his stomach and swam.

Large-mouthed frogs sat on the round leaves of water lilies under the moon, looking at Pinocchio with bulging eyes.

“Some cuttlefish is swimming,” one croaked.

“The nose is like a stork,” another croaked.

“This is a sea frog,” croaked the third.

Pinocchio, in order to rest, climbed out onto a large leaf of a water lily. sat down
on it, grabbed his knees tightly and said, chattering his teeth:

- All the boys and girls have drunk milk, sleep in warm beds,
I'm sitting alone on a wet leaf... Give me something to eat, frogs.

Frogs are known to be very cold-blooded. But it is vain to think that
they have no heart. When Pinocchio, chattering his teeth, began to tell
about their unfortunate adventures, the frogs jumped up one after another,
flashed their hind legs and dived to the bottom of the pond.

They brought from there a dead beetle, a dragonfly wing, a piece of mud,
a grain of crayfish caviar and several rotten roots.

Having placed all these edible things in front of Pinocchio, the frogs again jumped onto the leaves of water lilies and sat like stones, raising their large mouths
heads with bulging eyes.

Pinocchio sniffed and tasted the frog treat.

“I vomited,” he said, “what disgusting!”

Then the frogs again all at once - splashed into the water...

The green duckweed on the surface of the pond swayed, and a large one appeared,
scary snake head. She swam to the leaf where Pinocchio was sitting.

The tassel on his cap stood on end. He almost fell into the water
because of fear.

But it was not a snake. It was not scary to anyone, an elderly turtle
Tortilla with blind eyes.

- Oh, you brainless, gullible boy with short thoughts! —
Tortila said. - You should stay at home and study diligently! You're carried away
to the Land of Fools!

- So I wanted to get more gold coins for Papa Carlo... I
a very good and sensible boy...

“The cat and the fox stole your money,” said the turtle. - They ran
passed a pond, stopped for a drink, and I heard them boast that
dug up your money, and how they fought over it... Oh, you brainless one,
gullible fool with short thoughts!..

“We shouldn’t swear,” Buratino grumbled, “here we need to help a person... What am I going to do now?” Oh-oh-oh!.. How will I get back to Papa Carlo?
Ah ah ah!..

He rubbed his eyes with his fists and whined so pitifully that the frogs suddenly all
sighed at once:

- Uh-uh... Tortilla, help the man.

The turtle looked at the moon for a long time, remembering something...
– Once I helped one person in the same way, and then he came from my
grandmother and my grandfather made tortoiseshell combs,” she said. AND
again looked at the moon for a long time. “Well, sit here, little man, and I’ll crawl along the bottom, maybe I’ll find one useful thing.”

She pulled in the snake's head and slowly sank under the water.

The frogs whispered:

– Tortila the turtle knows a great secret.

It's been a long, long time.

The moon was already setting behind the hills...

The green duckweed wavered again, and the turtle appeared, holding in its mouth
small golden key.

She put it on a leaf at Pinocchio's feet.

“A brainless, gullible fool with short thoughts,” said
Tortila, don’t worry that the fox and the cat stole your gold coins. I am giving
This key is for you. He was dropped to the bottom of a pond by a man with a beard so long that he put it in his pocket so that it would not interfere with his walk. Oh,
how he asked me to find this key at the bottom!..

Tortila sighed, paused, and again sighed so loudly that the water
bubbles...

- But I didn’t help him, I was very angry at the time with people for my grandmother and my grandfather, from whom they made tortoiseshell combs. The bearded man talked a lot about this key, but I forgot everything. I remember
only that you need to open some door for them and this will bring happiness...

Buratino's heart began to beat and his eyes lit up. He immediately forgot all his
misfortune. He pulled the leeches out of his jacket pocket, put the key there, politely thanked Tortila the turtle and the frogs, threw himself into the water and swam to
shore.

When he appeared as a black shadow on the edge of the shore, the frogs hooted.
after him:

- Pinocchio, don’t lose the key!

Pinocchio flees from the Country of Fools and meets a fellow sufferer

Tortila the Turtle did not indicate the way out of the Land of Fools.

Pinocchio ran wherever he could. The stars sparkled behind the black trees. Rocks hung over the road. There was a cloud of fog in the gorge.

Suddenly a gray lump jumped in front of Buratino. I heard it now
dog barking.

Buratino pressed himself against the rock. They rushed past him, sniffing fiercely
two police bulldogs from the City of Fools.

The gray lump darted from the road to the side - onto the slope. The Bulldogs are behind him.

When the stomping and barking had gone far away, Pinocchio began to run so fast that the stars quickly floated behind the black branches.

Suddenly the gray lump crossed the road again. Pinocchio managed to see that it was a hare, and a pale little man was sitting astride it, holding it by the ears.

Pebbles fell from the slope - the bulldogs jumped after the hare
road, and everything was quiet again.

Pinocchio ran so fast that the stars now rushed behind him like crazy.
black branches.

For the third time the gray hare crossed the road. Little man touching
with his head behind a branch, fell off his back and plopped down right at Pinocchio’s feet.

- Rrr-guff! Hold him! - the police galloped after the hare
bulldogs: their eyes were so filled with anger that they did not notice either Pinocchio,
not a pale man.

- Goodbye, Malvina, goodbye forever! – the little man squeaked in a whiny voice.

Buratino bent over him and was surprised to see that it was Pierrot
in a white shirt with long sleeves.

He lay head down in the wheel furrow and, obviously, considered himself already
dead and squeaked a mysterious phrase: “Farewell, Malvina, goodbye forever!”, parting with life.

Pinocchio began to bother him, pulled his leg, but Pierrot did not move.
Then Pinocchio found a leech that had fallen into his pocket and put it to
the nose of a lifeless man.

Without thinking twice, the leech grabbed his nose. Pierrot quickly sat down and shook his
head, tore off the leech and groaned:

– Oh, I’m still alive, it turns out!

Pinocchio grabbed his cheeks, white as tooth powder, kissed him,
asked:

- How did you get here? Why did you ride astride a gray hare?

“Pinocchio, Pinocchio,” Pierrot answered, looking around fearfully, “hide it.”
me quickly... After all, the dogs were not chasing a gray hare - they were chasing
behind me... Signor Karabas Barabas pursues me day and night. He hired
in the City of Fools police dogs and vowed to capture me alive or
dead.

In the distance the dogs began to bark again. Pinocchio grabbed Pierrot by the sleeve and dragged him
him in a thicket of mimosa, covered with flowers in the form of round yellow fragrant pimples.

There, lying on rotten leaves. Pierrot began to tell him in a whisper:

- You see, Pinocchio, one night the wind was noisy, it was raining like...
buckets...

Pierrot tells how he, riding a hare, ended up in the Land of Fools

- You see, Pinocchio, one night the wind was noisy, it was raining like...
buckets. Signor Karabas Barabas sat near the fireplace and smoked a pipe. All the dolls were already asleep. I was the only one who didn't sleep. I thought about the girl with blue hair...

- I found someone to think about, what a fool! - Buratino interrupted. - I ran away from this girl last night - from the closet with spiders...

- How? Have you seen the girl with blue hair? Have you seen my Malvina?

- Just think - unheard of! Crybaby and pestered...

Pierrot jumped up, waving his arms.

- Lead me to her... If you help me find Malvina, I will
I will reveal the secret of the golden key...

- How! - Buratino shouted joyfully. - Do you know the secret of the golden key?

- I know where the key is, how to get it, I know what they need to open
one door... I overheard the secret, and that’s why Signor Karabas Barabas is looking for me with police dogs.

Pinocchio really wanted to boast right away that the mysterious
the key is in his pocket. In order not to let it slip, he pulled the cap off his head and stuffed it into his mouth.

Piero begged to be taken to Malvina. Pinocchio, using his fingers, explained to this fool that it was dark and dangerous now, but when it dawned -
they will run to the girl.

Having forced Pierrot to hide again under the mimosa bushes, Pinocchio said
in a woolly voice, since his mouth was covered with a cap:

- Checker live...

“So,” one night the wind rustled...

– You’ve already talked about this...

“So,” continued Pierrot, “you know, I’m not sleeping and suddenly I hear:
someone knocked loudly on the window.

Signor Karabas Barabas grumbled:

– Who brought it in such dog weather?
“It’s me, Duremar,” they answered outside the window, “a seller of medicinal leeches.”
Let me dry myself by the fire.

You know, I really wanted to see what kind of sellers there are
medicinal leeches. I slowly pulled back the corner of the curtain and stuck my head in
room. And - I see:

Signor Karabas Barabas rose from his chair and stepped, as always, on
beard, swore and opened the door.

A long, wet, wet man came in with a small, small face, as wrinkled as a morel mushroom. He was wearing an old green coat,
There were tongs, hooks and pins dangling from his belt. In his hands he held a tin can and a net.

“If your stomach hurts,” he said, bowing as if his back
was broken in the middle - if you have a severe headache or knocking
ears, I can put half a dozen excellent leeches behind your ears.

Signor Karabas Barabas grumbled:

- To hell with the devil, no leeches! You can dry yourself by the fire for as long as you like
will fit.

Duremar stood with his back to the hearth.

Now his green coat gave off steam and smelled of mud.

“The trade in leeches is going badly,” he said again. “For a piece of cold pork and a glass of wine, I’m ready to put a dozen of the most beautiful leeches on your thigh, if you have broken bones...”

- To hell with the devil, no leeches! - shouted Karabas Barabas. —
Eat pork and drink wine.

Duremar began to eat pork, his face contracted and stretched,
like rubber. After eating and drinking, he asked for a pinch of tobacco.

“Signor, I’m full and warm,” he said. – To repay your hospitality, I will tell you a secret.

Signor Karabas Barabas puffed on his pipe and answered:

“There is only one secret in the world that I want to know.” For all os-
I spat and sneezed.

“Signor,” Duremar said again, “I know a great secret, it was reported by
I have a turtle tortilla.

At these words, Karabas Barabas widened his eyes, jumped up, got entangled in
beard, flew straight at the frightened Duremar, pressed him to his stomach and roared like a bull:

- Dearest Duremar, most precious Duremar, speak, speak quickly,
What did Tortila the turtle tell you?

Then Duremar told him the following story:

“I caught leeches in a dirty pond near the City of Fools. For four
I hired one poor man a day - he undressed, went into the pond up to his neck and stood there until they stuck to his naked body
leeches.

Then he went ashore, I collected leeches from him and again sent
him into the pond.

When we had caught a sufficient quantity in this way, suddenly out of the water
a snake's head appeared.

“Listen, Duremar,” said the head, “you scared the whole population.”
our beautiful pond, you are muddying the water, you are not allowing me to rest peacefully after breakfast... When will this disgrace end?..

I saw that it was an ordinary turtle, and, not at all afraid, I answered:

- Until I catch all the leeches in your dirty puddle...

– I’m ready to pay you off, Duremar, so that you leave our
pond and never came again.

Then I began to mock the turtle:

- Oh, you old floating suitcase, stupid aunt Tortila, what can you do?
buy me off? Is it with your bone lid, where you hide your paws and
head... I would sell your lid for scallops...

The turtle turned green with anger and said to me:

- At the bottom of the pond lies a magic key... I know one person - he
I’m ready to do everything in the world to get this key...”

Before Duremar had time to utter these words, Karabas Barabas screamed
what to eat:

- This person is me! I! I! Dear Duremar, why don’t you
Did you take the key from the Turtle?

- Here's another! - Duremar answered and wrinkled his whole face, so that it
it looked like a boiled morel. - Here's another! - exchange the best
leeches on some key... In short, we quarreled with the turtle,
and she, raising her paw from the water, said:

“I swear, neither you nor anyone else will receive the magic key.” I swear - only the person who will force the entire population of the pond will receive it
ask me about this...

With its paw raised, the turtle plunged into the water.”

– Without wasting a second, run to the Land of Fools! - shouted Karabas Barabas, hastily putting the end of his beard into his pocket, grabbing his hat and lantern. —
I will sit on the shore of the pond. I will smile tenderly. I'll beg the frogs
tadpoles, water beetles, so that they ask for a turtle... I promise them
one and a half million of the fattest flies... I will cry like a lonely cow,
moan like a sick chicken, cry like a crocodile. I'll get down on my knees
in front of the smallest frog... I must have the key! I go to
city, I will enter a house, I will enter the room under the stairs... I will find
a small door - everyone walks past it, and no one notices it. I'll stick it in
key in the keyhole...

“At this time, you know, Pinocchio,” said Pierrot, sitting under a mimosa on rotten leaves, “I became so interested that I leaned out all over.”
from behind the curtain.

Signor Karabas Barabas saw me.

- You're eavesdropping, scoundrel! - And he rushed to grab me and
throw it into the fire, but again got tangled in his beard and, with a terrible crash, overturning chairs, stretched out on the floor.

I don’t remember how I ended up outside the window, how I climbed over the fence. In the darkness the wind rustled and the rain poured down.

Over my head, a black cloud was illuminated by lightning, and ten steps behind I saw Karabas Barabas and the leech seller running... I thought:
“Died,” tripped, fell on something soft and warm, grabbed someone’s
ears…

It was a gray hare. He squealed in fear and jumped high, but I
I held him tightly by the ears, and we galloped in the dark through fields, vineyards, and vegetable gardens.

When the hare got tired and sat down, chewing resentfully with his forked lip, I kissed his forehead.

- Well, please, let’s jump a little more, little gray one...

The hare sighed, and again we rushed unknown somewhere to the right, then to the left...

When the clouds cleared and the moon rose, I saw a small town under the mountain with bell towers leaning in different directions.

Karabas Barabas and the leech seller were running along the road to the city.

The hare said:

- Ehe-he, here it is, hare happiness! They go to the City of Fools to
hire police dogs. Done, we're gone!

The hare lost heart. He buried his nose in his paws and hung his ears.

I asked, I cried, I even bowed at his feet. The hare did not move.

But when two snub-nosed bulldogs with black
bandages on his right paws, the hare trembled finely all over his skin - I barely had time to jump on top of him, and he gave a desperate run through the forest...

You saw the rest yourself, Pinocchio.

Pierrot finished the story, and Pinocchio asked him carefully:

- In which house, in which room under the stairs is there a door that is unlocked by a key?

- Karabas Barabas didn’t have time to tell us about this... Oh, isn’t that all we need?
anyway, there is a key at the bottom of the lake... We will never see happiness...

- Did you see this? - Buratino shouted into his ear. And, pulling it out of my pocket
key, turned it in front of Pierrot's nose. - Here he is!

Pinocchio and Pierrot come to Malvina, but they immediately have to run away with Malvina and the poodle Artemon

When the sun rose over the rocky mountain peak, Pinocchio and
Pierrot crawled out from under a bush and ran across the field where yesterday
at night a bat took Pinocchio away from the house of a girl with blue hair
Country of Fools.

It was funny to look at Pierrot - so he was in a hurry to see
Malvina.

“Listen,” he asked every fifteen seconds, “Pinocchio, will she be happy with me?”

- How do I know...

Fifteen seconds later again:

- Listen, Pinocchio, what if she’s not happy?

- How do I know...

Finally they saw a white house with sun painted on the shutters,
moon and stars.

Smoke rose from the chimney. Above it floated a small cloud that looked like
on a cat's head.

The poodle Artemon sat on the porch and growled at this cloud from time to time.

Pinocchio didn't really want to return to the girl with blue hair. But he was hungry and from afar he smelled the smell of boiled milk.

“If the girl decides to raise us again, we’ll drink milk,” and
There's no way I'm staying here.

At this time Malvina left the house. In one hand she held a porcelain coffee pot, in the other a basket of cookies.

Her eyes were still tear-stained - she was sure that the rats
They stole Pinocchio from the closet and ate it.

As soon as she sat down at the doll's table on the sandy path, the azure
the flowers swayed, the butterflies rose above them, like white and yellow
leaves, and Pinocchio and Pierrot appeared.

Malvina opened her eyes so wide that both wooden boys could
I wish I could jump there freely.

Pierrot, at the sight of Malvina, began to mutter words - so incoherent and
It's stupid that we don't list them here.

Buratino said as if nothing had happened:

- So I brought him, educate him...

Malvina finally realized that this was not a dream.

- Oh, what happiness! - she whispered, but immediately added in an adult voice: - Boys, go wash and brush your teeth immediately. Artemon, take the boys to the well.

“You saw,” Buratino grumbled, “she has a quirk in her head - to wash herself,
brush your teeth! It will bring purity to anyone from the world...

Still, they washed themselves. Artemon cleaned it with a brush at the end of his tail
jackets...

We sat at the table. Pinocchio stuffed food into both cheeks. Pierrot didn't even take a bite of the cake; he looked at Malvina as if she were made of almond dough. She finally got tired of it.

“Well,” she told him, “what did you see on my face?” Please have your breakfast calmly.

“Malvina,” Pierrot answered, “I haven’t eaten anything for a long time, I’m composing.”
poetry…

Pinocchio shook with laughter.

Malvina was surprised and opened her eyes wide again.

- In that case, read your poems.

She rested her pretty hand on her cheek and raised her pretty eyes to the cloud that looked like a cat's head.

Her eyes bulging terribly, she said:

– Tonight, the maddened turtle Tortila told Karabas
Barabas is all about the golden key...

Malvina screamed in fear, although she did not understand anything. Pierrot, absent-minded like all poets, uttered several stupid exclamations that
we do not present it here. But Pinocchio immediately jumped up and began to thrust it into
pockets of cookies, sugar and candy.

- Let's run as quickly as possible. If the police dogs bring Karabas Barabas here, we are dead.

Malvina turned pale, like the wing of a white butterfly. Pierrot, thinking that she
dying, he knocked over the coffee pot on her, and Malvina’s pretty dress turned out to be covered in cocoa.

Artemon jumped up with a loud bark - and he had to wash
Malvina’s dresses,” grabbed Pierrot by the collar and began to shake him until
Pierrot did not speak, stuttering:

- Enough, please...

The toad looked at this fuss with bulging eyes and said again:

- Karabas Barabas with police dogs will be here in a quarter
hours.

Malvina ran to change clothes. Pierrot desperately wrung his hands and even tried to throw himself backwards onto the sandy path. Artemon was dragging bundles from
household things. Doors slammed. The sparrows chattered desperately on the bush.
Swallows flew over the very ground. Owl to increase panic wildly
laughed in the attic.

Only Pinocchio was not at a loss. He loaded Artemon with two bundles with the most necessary things. They put Malvina on the knots, dressed in pretty clothes.
travel dress. He told Pierrot to hold on to the dog's tail. I myself became
ahead:

- No panic! Let's run!

When they, that is, Pinocchio, courageously walking ahead of the dog,
Malvina, bouncing on knots, and behind Pierrot, stuffed instead
common sense in silly verses - when they emerged from the thick grass onto
smooth field,” the scraggly beard of Karabas Barabas poked out of the forest. He shielded his eyes from the sun with his palm and looked around the surroundings.

A terrible battle on the edge of the forest

Signor Karabas kept two police dogs on a leash. Seeing on
In the flat field of fugitives, he opened his toothy mouth.

- Yeah! - he shouted and released the dogs.

The ferocious dogs first began to throw the earth with their hind paws. They don't even
they growled, they even looked in the other direction, and not at the fugitives - they were so proud of their strength.

Then the dogs slowly walked to the place where Pinocchio, Artemon, Pierrot and Malvina stopped in horror.

Everything seemed to have died. Karabas Barabas walked clumsily after the police dogs. His beard constantly crawled out of his jacket pocket and got tangled under his feet.

Artemon tucked his tail and growled angrily. Malvina shook her hands:

- I'm afraid, I'm afraid!

Pierrot lowered his sleeves and looked at Malvina, sure that it was all over.

Buratino was the first to come to his senses.

“Pierrot,” he shouted, “take the girl by the hand, run to the lake, where
swans!.. Artemon, throw off the bales, take off your watch, you will fight!..

Malvina, as soon as she heard this courageous order, jumped off Artemon and, picking up her dress, ran to the lake. Pierrot is behind her.

Artemon threw off the bales, took off the watch from his paw and the bow from the tip of his tail. He bared his white teeth and jumped to the left, jumped to the right, straightening his muscles, and
He also began to kick the ground with his hind legs.

Pinocchio climbed the resinous trunk to the top of the Italian pine,
standing alone on the field, and from there he shouted, howled, squealed at the top of his lungs:

- Animals, birds, insects! They're beating our people! Save the innocent
wooden men!..

The police bulldogs seemed to have just now seen Artemon and at once
rushed at him. The nimble poodle dodged and bit one dog by the
a stub of a tail, another by the thigh.

The bulldogs turned awkwardly and rushed at the poodle again. He's high
jumped up, letting them pass under him, and again managed to rip off one side,
to the other - the back.

The bulldogs rushed at him for the third time. Then Artemon, lowering his tail
on the grass, rushed in circles across the field, then letting the police get close
dogs, then rushing to the side right in front of their noses...

The snub-nosed bulldogs were now really angry, sniffling and running
after Artemon slowly, stubbornly, ready to die rather than get to
the throat of a fussy poodle.

Meanwhile, Karabas Barabas approached the Italian pine tree, grabbed
the trunk and began to shake:

- Get off, get off!

Pinocchio grabbed onto the branch with his hands, feet, and teeth. Karabas Barabas
shook the tree so that all the cones on the branches swayed.

On Italian pine, the cones are prickly and heavy, the size of a small
melon. To get hit on the head with such a bump is so oh-oh!

Pinocchio could barely hold on to the swaying branch. He saw that Artemon had already
sticks out his tongue with a red rag and jumps more and more slowly.

- Give me the key! - shouted Karabas Barabas, opening his mouth.

Pinocchio crawled along the branch, got to a hefty cone and began to bite the stem on which it was hanging. Karabas Barabas shook
stronger, and a heavy lump flew down - bang! - right in the tooth
mouth

Karabas Barabas even sat down.

Pinocchio tore off the second lump, and it - bang! – Karabas to Barabas directly
into the crown, like into a drum.

- They're beating our people! - Buratino shouted again. - To the aid of innocent wooden men!

The swifts were the first to fly to the rescue - they began to cut hair with a low-level flight.
air in front of the bulldogs' noses.

The dogs clicked their teeth in vain, - the swift is not a fly: like gray lightning -
F-zhik past the nose!

From a cloud that looked like a cat's head, a black kite fell - the one
usually brought Malvina game; he dug his claws into the policewoman's back
dog, soared on magnificent wings, picked up the dog and released him...

The dog, squealing, flopped up with his paws.

Artemon ran into another dog from the side, hit him with his chest, knocked him down,
bit, jumped back...

And again Artemon and the battered and bitten police dogs rushed across the field around the lonely pine tree.

Toads came to help Artemon. They were dragging two snakes, blind from old age. The snakes still had to die - either under a rotten stump, or in
a heron's stomach. The toads persuaded them to die a heroic death.

Noble Artemon now decided to engage in open battle.

He sat on his tail and bared his fangs.

The bulldogs ran at him, and all three of them rolled into a ball.

Artemon clicked his jaws and tore with his claws. Bulldogs not paying attention
for bites and scratches, they were waiting for one thing: to get to Artemon’s throat - with a death grip. Squeals and howls were heard throughout the entire field.

A family of hedgehogs came to Artemon’s aid: the hedgehog himself, the hedgehog’s wife, the hedgehog’s mother-in-law, two
Yezhov's unmarried aunts and little hedgehogs.

Thick black-velvet bumblebees in golden cloaks flew and hummed and hissed
wings of ferocious hornets. Ground beetles and biting beetles with long antennae crawled.

All animals, birds and insects selflessly attacked the hated
police dogs.

Hedgehog, hedgehog, hedgehog's mother-in-law, two unmarried aunts and little cubs
curled up into a ball and hit the needles at the speed of a croquet ball
bulldogs in the face.

Bumblebees and hornets stung them with poisoned stings. Serious ants slowly climbed into the nostrils and released poisonous formic acid there.

Ground beetles and beetles bit my navel.

The kite pecked first one dog, then another with its crooked beak in the skull.

Butterflies and flies crowded in a dense cloud before their eyes, obscuring
light.

The toads kept two snakes at the ready, ready to die a heroic death.

And so, when one of the bulldogs opened his mouth wide to sneeze
poisonous formic acid, the old blind man rushed head first into him
throat and screwed into the esophagus. The same thing happened with another bulldog:
the second blind man had already rushed into his mouth. Both dogs, punctured, pitied,
scratched, gasping for breath, they began to roll helplessly on the ground. Noble Artemon emerged victorious from the battle.

Meanwhile, Karabas Barabas finally pulled out the prickly
bump.

The blow to the top of his head made his eyes bulge. Staggering, he again
grabbed the trunk of an Italian pine tree. The wind blew his beard.

Pinocchio noticed, sitting at the very top, that the end of Karabas's beard
Barabasa, lifted by the wind, stuck to the resinous trunk.

Pinocchio hung on a branch and, teasingly, squeaked:

- Uncle, you won’t catch up, uncle, you won’t catch up!..

He jumped to the ground and began to run around the pine trees. Karabas-Barabas, stretching out his hands to grab the boy, ran after him, staggering, around the tree.

He ran around once, almost, it seemed, and grabbed the fleeing boy with his gnarled fingers, ran around another, ran around a third time... His beard was wrapped around the trunk, tightly glued to the resin.

When the beard ended and Karabas Barabas rested his nose against the tree, Pinocchio showed him a long tongue and ran to Swan Lake to look for
Malvina and Pierrot. Battered Artemon on three legs, tucking the fourth,
hobbled after him at a lame dog trot.

Two police dogs remained on the field, for whose lives, apparently,
it was impossible to give even a dead dry fly, and the confused doctor of puppet sciences, Signor Karabas Barabas, his beard tightly glued to the Italian pine.

In a cave

Malvina and Pierrot were sitting on a damp, warm hummock in the reeds. on top of them
covered by a cobweb network, littered with dragonfly wings and sucked mosquitoes.

Little blue birds, flying from reed to reed, with a cheerful
They looked in amazement at the bitterly crying girl.

Desperate screams and squeals were heard from afar - it was Artemon and Buratino,
Obviously, they sold their lives dearly.

- I'm afraid, I'm afraid! - repeated Malvina and a burdock leaf in despair
covered her wet face.

Pierrot tried to console her with poetry:

Malvina stamped her feet on him:

- I'm tired of you, tired of you, boy! Pick a fresh burdock, you see
- this one is all wet and full of holes.

Suddenly the noise and squealing in the distance died down. Malvina slowly clasped her hands:

- Artemon and Pinocchio died...

And she threw herself face first onto a hummock, into the green moss.

Pierrot stomped around her stupidly. The wind quietly whistled through the panicles of reeds. Finally footsteps were heard. Undoubtedly, it was Karabas Barabas who came to roughly grab and shove Malvina and
Pierrot. The reeds parted, and Pinocchio appeared: his nose stuck up, his mouth up
ears. Behind him limped the tattered Artemon, laden with two bales...

- They also wanted to fight with me! - said Pinocchio, not paying attention to the joy of Malvina and Pierrot. - What is a cat to me, what is a fox to me, what is to me
police dogs are like Karabas Barabas to me - ugh! Girl, climb on the dog, boy, hold on to the tail. Went…

And he courageously walked over the hummocks, pushing aside the reeds with his elbows - all around
lakes on the other side...

Malvina and Pierrot did not even dare to ask him how the fight with the police dogs ended and why Karabas Barabas was not pursuing them.

When they reached the other side of the lake, noble Artemon began to whine and limp on all his legs. I had to stop to bandage
his wounds. Under the huge roots of a pine tree growing on a rocky hillock,
saw a cave. They dragged the bales there, and Artemon crawled in there too. Noble
The dog first licked each paw, then handed it to Malvina.
Pinocchio tore Malvinin's old shirt for bandages, Pierrot held them,
Malvina was bandaging her paws.

After the dressing, Artemon was given a thermometer, and the dog calmly fell asleep.

Buratino said:

- Pierrot, go to the lake, bring water.

Pierrot obediently trudged along, muttering poetry and stumbling, losing the lid on the way as soon as he brought water from the bottom of the kettle.

Buratino said:

- Malvina, fly down and gather some branches for the fire.

Malvina looked reproachfully at Pinocchio, shrugged her shoulder, and brought several dry stalks.

Buratino said:

- This is the punishment with these well-mannered...

He himself brought water, he himself collected branches and pine cones, he himself lit a fire at the entrance to the cave, so noisy that the branches on a tall pine tree swayed... He himself cooked cocoa in the water.

- Alive! Sit down to breakfast...

Malvina was silent all this time, pursing her lips. But now she said
very firmly, in an adult voice:

- Don’t think, Pinocchio, that if you fought with dogs and won,
saved us from Karabas Barabas and subsequently behaved courageously, then
This saves you from having to wash your hands and brush your teeth before
food...

Pinocchio sat down: - Here you go! – he bulged his eyes at the girl with an iron character.

Malvina came out of the cave and clapped her hands:

- Butterflies, caterpillars, beetles, toads...

Not a minute passed - large butterflies flew in, stained with flower
pollen. Caterpillars and sullen dung beetles crawled in. Toads slapped on their stomachs...

Butterflies, sighing with their wings, sat on the walls of the cave so that inside there would be
beautifully and the crumbled earth did not end up in the food.

The dung beetles rolled all the debris on the cave floor into balls and threw them away.

A fat white caterpillar crawled onto Pinocchio's head and, hanging from his
nose, squeezed some paste onto his teeth. Like it or not, I had to
clean.

Another caterpillar cleaned Pierrot's teeth.

A sleepy badger appeared, looking like a shaggy pig... He took
paw of brown caterpillars, squeezed brown paste out of them onto shoes and
with his tail he perfectly cleaned all three pairs of shoes - those of Malvina, Buratino and
Pierrot. After cleaning, he yawned:

- Ahaha. – and left waddling away.

A fussy, motley, cheerful hoopoe with a red crest flew in,
stood on end when he was surprised by something.

-Who should I comb?

“Me,” said Malvina. - Curl and comb your hair, I’m disheveled...

-Where is the mirror? Listen, darling...

Then the bug-eyed toads said:

- We'll bring...

Ten toads splashed with their bellies towards the lake. Instead of a mirror they dragged
a mirror carp, so fat and sleepy that it didn’t care where it was dragged under its fins. The carp was placed on the tail in front of Malvina.
To prevent him from suffocating, water was poured into his mouth from a kettle. Fussy hoopoe
curled and combed Malvina's hair. Carefully took one of the butterflies from the wall and
I powdered the girl's nose with it.

- Ready, darling...

Fffrr! - flew out of the cave in a motley ball.

The toads dragged the mirror carp back into the lake. Pinocchio and Pierrot -
Whether you like it or not, you washed your hands and even your neck. Malvina allowed me to sit down
breakfast.

After breakfast, brushing the crumbs off her knees, she said:

- Pinocchio, my friend, last time we stopped at dictation. Let's continue the lesson...

Pinocchio wanted to jump out of the cave - wherever his eyes were looking. But
It was impossible to abandon helpless comrades and a sick dog! He grumbled:

- They didn’t take writing materials...

“It’s not true, they took it,” Artemon groaned. He crawled to the knot, untied it with his teeth and pulled out a bottle of ink, a pencil case, a notebook and even a small
globe.

– Do not hold the insert frantically and too close to the pen, otherwise you will
“You’ll get ink on your fingers,” said Malvina. Raised the pretty ones
eyes to the ceiling of the cave at the butterflies and...

At this time, the crunch of branches and rude voices were heard - past the cave
passed by the seller of medicinal leeches, Duremar, and Karabas Barabas, dragging his feet.

There was a huge bump on the puppet theater director’s forehead, his nose
swollen, the beard is in tatters and smeared in resin.

Groaning and spitting, he said:

“They couldn’t run far.” They are somewhere here in the forest.

Despite everything, Pinocchio decides to find out the secret of the golden key from Karabas Barbas.

Karabas Barabas and Duremar slowly walked past the cave.

During the battle on the plain, the seller of medicinal leeches sat in fear
bush. When it was all over, he waited until Artemon and Buratino
hide in the thick grass, and then only with great difficulty did he tear off
from the trunk of an Italian pine tree the beard of Karabas Barabas.

- Well, the boy got you off! - said Duremar. - You'll have to
put two dozen of the best leeches to the back of your head...

Karabas Barabas roared:

- A hundred thousand devils! Quickly in pursuit of the scoundrels!..

Karabas Barabas and Duremar followed in the footsteps of the fugitives. They pushed apart
the grass with our hands, examined every bush, searched every hummock.

They saw the smoke of a fire at the roots of an old pine tree, but they never thought
it came that wooden men were hiding in this cave and also lit
bonfire.

“I’ll cut this scoundrel Pinocchio into pieces with a penknife!” - Karabas Barabas grumbled.

The fugitives hid in a cave.

So what's now? Run? But Artemon, all bandaged, tightly
slept. The dog had to sleep twenty-four hours for the wounds to heal.

Is it really possible to leave a noble dog alone in a cave?

No, no, to be saved - so all together, to perish - so all together...

Pinocchio, Pierrot and Malvina in the depths of the cave, with their noses buried, for a long time
consulted. We decided to wait here until the morning and disguise the entrance to the cave.
branches and for a speedy recovery, give Artemon a nutritious
enema. Buratino said:

- I still want to find out from Karabas Barabas at all costs,
where is the door that the golden key opens? Stored behind the door
something wonderful, amazing... And it should bring us
happiness.

“I’m afraid to be left without you, I’m afraid,” Malvina moaned.

– What do you need Pierrot for?

- Oh, he only reads poems...

“I will protect Malvina like a lion,” Pierrot said in a hoarse voice, like large predators speak, “you don’t know me yet...

- Well done Pierrot, it would have been like this a long time ago!

And Buratino started to run in the footsteps of Karabas Barabas and Duremar.

He soon saw them. The director of the puppet theater sat on the shore
stream, Duremar put a compress of horse sorrel leaves on his bump.
From afar one could hear the ferocious rumbling in the empty stomach of Karabas Barabas and the boring squeaking in the empty stomach of the seller of medicinal leeches.

“Signor, we need to refresh ourselves,” said Duremar, “the search
scoundrels can drag on until late at night.

“I would eat a whole piglet and a couple of ducks right now,” Karabas Barabas answered gloomily.

The friends wandered to the Three Minnows tavern - its sign was visible on
hillock. But sooner than Karabas Barabas and Duremar, Pinocchio rushed there, bending down to the grass so as not to be noticed.

Near the door of the tavern, Pinocchio crept up to a large rooster, who,
Having found a grain or piece of chicken intestine, he proudly shook it in red
comb, shuffled his claws and anxiously called the chickens for a treat:

- Ko-ko-ko!

Pinocchio handed him crumbs of almond cake on his palm:

- Help yourself, Signor Commander-in-Chief.

The rooster looked sternly at the wooden boy, but could not resist
pecked him in the palm.

- Ko-ko-ko!..

- Signor Commander-in-Chief, I would need to go to the tavern, but so,
so that the owner doesn't notice me. I will hide behind your magnificent multi-colored tail, and you will lead me to the very hearth. OK?

- Ko-ko! – the rooster said even more proudly.

He didn’t understand anything, but in order not to show that he didn’t understand anything, it’s important
went to the open door of the tavern. Buratino grabbed him by the sides under his wings, covered himself with his tail and squatted his way into the kitchen, to the very
hearth, where the bald owner of the tavern was bustling about, turning spits on the fire and
frying pans

- Go away, you old broth meat! - the owner shouted at the rooster and
He kicked so hard that the rooster went cluck-dah-dah-dah! - With a desperate cry, he flew out into the street to the frightened chickens.

Pinocchio, unnoticed, slipped past the owner's feet and sat down behind a large
clay jug.

The owner, bowing low, came out to meet them.

Pinocchio climbed inside the clay jug and hid there.

Pinocchio learns the secret of the golden key

Karabas Barabas and Duremar refreshed themselves with roasted pig. Master
poured wine into glasses.

Karabas Barabas, sucking a pig's leg, said to the owner:

“Your wine is rubbish, pour me some from that jug!” - And pointed
bone on the jug where Buratino was sitting.

“Sir, this jug is empty,” answered the owner.

- You're lying, show me.

Then the owner lifted the jug and turned it over. Pinocchio with all his might
rested his elbows on the sides of the jug so as not to fall out.

“Something is turning black there,” croaked Karabas Barabas.

“There’s something white there,” Duremar confirmed.

“Sirs, a boil on my tongue, a shot in my lower back—the jug is empty!”

- In that case, put it on the table - we will throw dice there.

The jug where Pinocchio sat was placed between the director of the puppet theater and the seller of medicinal leeches. Gnawed bones and crusts fell on Pinocchio's head.

Karabas Barabas, having drunk a lot of wine, held his beard to the fire of the hearth so that the adhering tar would drip from it.

“I’ll put Pinocchio in my palm,” he said boastfully, “with my other palm.”
I’ll slam it down and it will leave a wet spot.

“The scoundrel fully deserves it,” confirmed Duremar, “but first it would be good to put leeches on him so that they suck out all the blood...”

- No! – Karabas Barabas pounded his fist. - First I'll take it from him.
Golden Key…

The owner intervened in the conversation - he already knew about the flight of the wooden men.

- Signor, you don’t need to tire yourself out searching. Now I'll call two
quick guys - while you are refreshed with wine, they will quickly search
the whole forest and they will drag Pinocchio here.

- OK. “Send the guys,” said Karabas Barabas, holding him up to the fire
huge soles. And since he was already drunk, he sang a song at the top of his lungs:

- Reveal the secret, unfortunate one, reveal the secret!..

Karabas Barabas loudly snapped his jaws in surprise and bulged
on Duremar.

- It's you?

- No, it's not me…

-Who told me to reveal the secret?

Duremar was superstitious; besides, he also drank a lot of wine. face
he turned blue and wrinkled with fear, like a morel mushroom. Looking at him and
Karabas Barabas chattered his teeth.

“Reveal the secret,” the mysterious voice howled again from the depths of the jug,
- otherwise you won’t get off this chair, you unfortunate thing!

Karabas Barabas tried to jump up, but he couldn’t even get up.

- What kind of secret? – he asked stuttering.

- The secret of Tortila the turtle.

Out of horror, Duremar slowly crawled under the table. Karabas Barabas's jaw dropped.

– Where is the door, where is the door? - like the wind in a chimney
autumn night, a voice howled...

- I’ll answer, I’ll answer, shut up, shut up! - Karabas whispered to Barabas. —
The door is in old Carlo’s closet, behind the painted fireplace...

As soon as he said these words, the owner came in from the yard.

- These are reliable guys, for money they will bring you even the devil for money, sir...

And he pointed to the fox Alice and the cat Basilio standing on the threshold. The fox respectfully took off her old hat:

- Signor Karabas Barabas will give us ten gold coins for poverty, and we will deliver the scoundrel Pinocchio into your hands without leaving this place.

Karabas Barabas reached under his beard into his vest pocket and took out ten gold pieces.

- Here’s the money, where’s Pinocchio?

The fox counted the coins several times, sighed, giving half
to the cat, and pointed with her paw:

- It’s in this jug, sir, right under your nose...

Karabas Barabas grabbed the jug from the table and furiously threw it on the stone floor. Pinocchio jumped out of the fragments and a pile of gnawed bones. Bye
everyone stood with their mouths open, he, like an arrow, rushed from the tavern into the yard -
straight to the rooster, who proudly looked first with one eye and then with the other
dead worm.

“It was you who betrayed me, you old cutlet!” - sticking out his nose fiercely,
Pinocchio told him. - Well, now hit as hard as you can...

And he grabbed his general's tail tightly. The rooster, not understanding anything, spread his wings and began to run on his long legs. Pinocchio -
in the whirlwind - behind him - downhill, across the road, across the field, towards the forest.

Karabas Barabas, Duremar and the owner of the tavern finally came to their senses from
surprised and ran out after Pinocchio. But no matter how much they looked around,
he was nowhere to be seen, only in the distance a rooster was clapping wildly across the field. But since everyone knew that he was a fool, this rooster
no one paid attention.

Buratino comes to despair for the first time in his life, but everything ends well

The stupid rooster was exhausted, he could barely run with his beak open. Pinocchio let go
finally his rumpled tail.

- Go, general, to your chickens...

And one went to where Swan Lake shone brightly through the foliage.

Here is a pine tree on a rocky hill, here is a cave. Scattered around
broken branches. The grass is crushed by wheel tracks.

Buratino's heart began to beat desperately. He jumped down from the hill and looked
under the gnarled roots...

The cave was empty!!!

Neither Malvina, nor Pierrot, nor Artemon.

There were only two rags lying around. He picked them up - they were torn sleeves from Pierrot's shirt.

Friends have been kidnapped by someone! They died! Pinocchio fell face down - his nose
stuck deep into the ground.

He only now realized how dear his friends were to him. Let Malvina take care of her upbringing, let Pierrot read poems at least a thousand times in a row, -
Pinocchio would even give a golden key to see his friends again.

A loose mound of earth silently rose near his head, a velvet mole with pink palms crawled out, sneezed three times squeakily and said:

- I'm blind, but I hear perfectly. A cart pulled by
sheep. The Fox, the governor of the City of Fools, and the detectives sat in it. Governor
ordered:

- Take the scoundrels who beat my best policemen in the line of duty! Take! The detectives replied:

They rushed into the cave, and a desperate fuss began there. Your friends were tied up, thrown into a cart along with the bundles, and left.

What good was it to lie with your nose stuck in the ground! Pinocchio jumped up and
ran along the tracks of the wheels. I went around the lake and came out into a field with thick grass.
He walked and walked... He didn't have any plan in his head. We need to save our comrades, that’s all. I reached the cliff where the night before last I fell into
burdocks. Below I saw a dirty pond where Tortila the turtle lived. On the way to
a cart was going down to the pond; she was dragged by two sheep, thin as skeletons, with
stripped wool.

On the box sat a fat cat, with puffy cheeks, wearing gold glasses - he
served under the governor as a secret whisperer in the ear. Behind him is important
The fox, the governor... On the bundles lay Malvina, Pierrot and all bandaged
Artemon, his combed tail always dragged like a brush across the dusty
whether.

Behind the cart walked two detectives - Doberman pinschers.

Suddenly the detectives raised their dog muzzles and saw a white
Pinocchio cap.

With strong jumps, the pinschers began to climb the steep slope. But
before they galloped to the top, Pinocchio, - and he’s nowhere to go
to hide, not to run away, - folded his hands above his head and - like a swallow - from the very
from a steep place he rushed down into a dirty pond covered with green duckweed.

He described a curve in the air and, of course, would have landed in a pond under protection
Aunt Tortila, if not for a strong gust of wind.

The wind picked up a light wooden Pinocchio, whirled and twirled
he was thrown to the side with a “double corkscrew”, and, falling, he plopped straight
into the cart, onto the head of Governor Fox.

A fat cat in gold glasses fell from the box in surprise, and so
Because he was a scoundrel and a coward, he pretended to faint.

Governor Fox, also a desperate coward, rushed to run away along the slope with a squeal and immediately climbed into a badger hole. He had a hard time there: the badgers deal harshly with such guests.
The sheep shied away, the cart overturned, Malvina, Pierrot and Artemon
together with the bundles they rolled into the burdocks.

All this happened so quickly that you, dear readers, would not have had time
count all the fingers on your hand.

The Doberman pinschers rushed down the cliff with huge leaps. Jumping up to the overturned cart, they saw a fat cat fainting. Seen in
burdocks of lying wooden men and a bandaged poodle.

But Governor Lys was nowhere to be seen.

He disappeared, as if someone whom detectives must protect like the apple of their eye had fallen through the ground.

The first detective, raising his muzzle, let out a dog-like cry of despair.

The second detective did the same:

- Ay, ah, ah, ah-oo-oo!..

They rushed and searched the entire slope. They howled sadly again, because
that they were already imagining the whip and the iron bars.

Humiliatingly wagging their butts, they ran to the City of Fools to lie to
the police department, like a governor; was taken to heaven alive - so
On the way they came up with something to justify themselves. Pinocchio slowly felt
myself - my legs and arms were intact. He crawled into the burdocks and freed himself from the ropes
Malvina and Pierrot.

Malvina, without saying a word, grabbed Pinocchio by the neck, but could not kiss him - his long nose got in the way.

Pierrot's sleeves were torn off up to the elbows, white powder fell off his cheeks,
and it turned out that his cheeks were ordinary - rosy, despite his love of poetry.

Malvina confirmed: “He fought like a lion.”

She grabbed Pierrot by the neck and kissed him on both cheeks.

“Enough, enough licking,” Buratino grumbled, “let’s run.” We'll drag Artemon by the tail.
All three of them grabbed the tail of the unfortunate dog and dragged it along
slope up.

“Let me go, I’ll go myself, I feel so humiliating,” moaned the bandaged
poodle.

- No, no, you are too weak.

But as soon as they climbed halfway up the slope, Karabas Barabas and Duremar appeared at the top. Alice the fox pointed at the fugitives with her paw, Basilio the cat bristled his mustache and hissed disgustingly.

- Ha-ha-ha, so clever! – Karabas Barabas laughed. - The gold itself
The key is in my hands!

Pinocchio hastily figured out how to get out of this new trouble. Pierrot
He hugged Malvina to himself, intending to sell his life dearly. Not this time
there was no hope of salvation.

Duremar chuckled at the top of the slope.

- Give me your sick poodle dog, Signor Karabas Barabas, I will
I’ll throw it into the pond for the leeches so that my leeches will get fat...

Fat Karabas Barabas was too lazy to go down, he beckoned the fugitives with his finger like a sausage:

- Come, come to me, children...

- Don `t move! - Buratino ordered. - Dying is so much fun! Pierrot,
say some of your nastiest poems. Malvina, laugh out loud
throat...

Malvina, despite some shortcomings, was a good friend.
She wiped away her tears and laughed, very offensively for those who stood at the top
slope.

Pierrot immediately composed poetry and howled in an unpleasant voice:

At the same time, Pinocchio grimaced and teased:

- Hey you, director of the puppet theater, old beer keg, fat
a bag full of stupidity, come down, come down to us - I’ll spit in you
tattered beard!

In response, Karabas Barabas growled terribly, Duremar raised his skinny hands to
sky.

Fox Alice smiled wryly:

– Do you allow me to break the necks of these impudent people?

Another minute and everything would have been over... Suddenly they rushed with a whistle
swifts:

- Here, here, here!..

A magpie flew over the head of Karabas Barabas, chattering loudly:

- Hurry, hurry, hurry!..

And at the top of the slope old dad Carlo appeared. He had sleeves
rolled up, a gnarled stick in his hand, eyebrows furrowed...

He pushed Karabas Barabas with his shoulder, Duremar with his elbow, pulled the fox Alice across the back with his baton, and threw Basilio the cat with his boot...

After that, bending down and looking down from the slope where the wooden men stood, he said joyfully:

- My son, Pinocchio, you rogue, you are alive and well - go quickly to
to me!

Pinocchio finally returns home with dad Carlo, Malvina, Piero and Artemon

The unexpected appearance of Carlo, his baton and frowning eyebrows
horror at scoundrels.

Alice the fox crawled into the thick grass and there she gave a run, sometimes only
pausing to wince after being hit with a baton. Basilio the cat, having flown ten steps away, hissed with anger like a punctured bicycle tire.

Duremar picked up the flaps of his green coat and climbed down the slope, repeating:

- I have nothing to do with it, I have nothing to do with it...

But on a steep place it fell off and rolled with a terrible noise and splash.
splashed into the pond.

Karabas Barabas remained standing where he stood. He just pulled his entire head up to his shoulders; his beard hung like tow.

Pinocchio, Pierrot and Malvina climbed up. Papa Carlo took them one by one in his arms and shook his finger:

- Here I am, you spoiled people!

And put it in his bosom.

Then he went down a few steps from the slope and crouched over the unfortunate dog. Faithful Artemon raised his muzzle and licked Carlo on the nose. Pinocchio immediately poked his head out from his bosom:

– Papa Carlo, we won’t go home without a dog.

“Eh-heh-heh,” answered Carlo, “it will be hard, but somehow.”
I'll bring your dog.

He lifted Artemon onto his shoulder and, panting from the heavy load, climbed up, where, still with his head drawn in and his eyes bulging, stood Karabas Barabas.
“My dolls...” he grumbled.

Papa Carlo answered him sternly:

- Oh you! Whom did I get in touch with in my old age—those known to the whole world?
swindlers, with Duremar, with a cat, with a fox. You hurt the little ones! Ashamed,
doctor! And Carlo walked along the road to the city. Karabas Barabas followed him with his head drawn in. - My dolls, give them back!.. - Don’t give them back at all! —
Buratino screamed, sticking out from his bosom.

So they walked and walked. We passed the Three Minnows tavern, where the bald owner was bowing at the door, pointing with both hands to the sizzling frying pans.

Near the door, a rooster with its tail torn out walked back and forth, back and forth, and indignantly talked about Pinocchio’s hooligan act.

The chickens sympathetically agreed:

- Ah-ah, what fear! Wow, our rooster!..

Carlo climbed a hill from where he could see the sea, covered here and there with matte stripes from the breeze, and near the shore there was an old sandy town
colors under the sultry sun and the canvas roof of the puppet theater.

Karabas Barabas, standing three steps behind Carlo, grumbled:

“I’ll give you a hundred gold coins for the doll, sell it.”

Pinocchio, Malvina and Pierrot stopped breathing - they were waiting for what Carlo would say.

He replied:

- No! If you were a kind, good theater director, I would tell you
so be it, I gave away the little people. And you are worse than any crocodile.
I won't give it away or sell it, get out.

Carlo went down the hill and, no longer paying attention to Karabas
Barabas, entered the town.

There, in the empty square, a policeman stood motionless.

From the heat and boredom his mustache drooped, his eyelids stuck together, over the triangular
flies circled with his hat.

Karabas Barabas suddenly put his beard in his pocket and grabbed Carlo from behind
shirt and shouted across the entire square:

- Stop the thief, he stole my dolls!..

But the policeman, who was hot and bored, didn’t even move.
Karabas Barabas jumped up to him, demanding that Carlo be arrested.

- And who are you? – the policeman asked lazily.

- I am a doctor of puppet science, director of the famous theater, holder of the highest orders, the closest friend of the Tarabar King, Signor Karabas Barabas...

“Don’t yell at me,” the policeman replied.

While Karabas Barabas was arguing with him, Papa Carlo, hastily knocking
with a stick on the pavement slabs, he approached the house where he lived. He unlocked the door to the darkened closet under the stairs, took Artemon off his shoulder, laid him on the bed,
from his bosom he took out Pinocchio, Malvina and Pierrot and sat them side by side on
table.

Malvina immediately said:

– Papa Carlo, first of all take care of the sick dog. Boys, wash yourself immediately...

Suddenly she clasped her hands in despair:

- And my dresses! My brand new shoes, my pretty ribbons were left at the bottom of the ravine, in the burdocks!..

“It’s okay, don’t worry,” said Carlo, “in the evening I’ll go and bring your
nodes.

He carefully unbandaged Artemon's paws. It turned out that the wounds were almost
had already healed and the dog could not move only because it was hungry.

“A plate of oatmeal and a bone with a brain,” groaned Artemon, “and I’m ready to fight all the dogs in the city.”

“Ah-ah-ah,” Carlo lamented, “but I don’t have a crumb at home, and not a soldo in my pocket...”

Malvina sobbed pitifully. Pierrot rubbed his forehead with his fist, thinking.

Carlo shook his head:

“And you’ll spend the night, son, for vagrancy at the police station.”

Everyone except Pinocchio became despondent. He smiled slyly, twirled around like that,
as if he was sitting not on the table, but on an upside-down button.

- Guys, stop whining! “He jumped to the floor and pulled something out.”
from the pocket. - Papa Carlo, take a hammer and separate the holey canvas from the wall.

And he pointed with his nose in the air to the hearth, and to the pot over the hearth, and to
smoke painted on a piece of old canvas.

Carlo was surprised:

“Why, son, do you want to rip such a beautiful picture off the wall?”
In winter, I look at it and imagine that it is a real fire and in
real lamb stew with garlic in the pot, and I feel a little
warmer.

- Papa Carlo, I give my puppet my word of honor, you will have a real one.
fire in the hearth, a real cast-iron pot and hot stew. Rip off
canvas.

Pinocchio said this so confidently that Papa Carlo scratched his head,
shook his head, grunted, grunted, took the pliers and hammer and began
tear off the canvas. Behind him, as we already know, everything was covered in cobwebs and
There were dead spiders hanging.

Carlo carefully swept away the cobwebs. Then a small door became visible
made of darkened oak. There were carvings of laughing people on the four corners.
faces, and in the middle - a dancing man with a long nose.

When the dust was dusted off, Malvina, Piero, Papa Carlo, even hungry Artemon exclaimed in one voice:

– This is a portrait of Buratino himself!

“That’s what I thought,” said Buratino, although he didn’t think anything like that and
I was surprised myself. - And here is the key to the door. Papa Carlo, open...

“This door and this golden key,” said Carlo, “were made
a very long time ago by some skilled craftsman. Let's see what's hidden behind the door.

He put the key in the keyhole and turned it... Quiet, very pleasant music was heard, as if an organ was playing in a music box...

Papa Carlo pushed the door. With a creak, it began to open.

At this time, hurried steps were heard outside the window, and the voice of Karabas Ba-
Rabasa roared:

- In the name of the Tarabarian King, arrest the old rogue Carlo!

Karabas Barabas breaks into the closet under the stairs

Karabas Barabas, as we know, tried in vain to persuade the sleepy policeman to arrest Carlo. Having achieved nothing, Karabas Barabas ran down the street.

His flowing beard clung to the buttons and umbrellas of passers-by.

He pushed and clanked his teeth. The boys whistled shrilly after him and threw rotten apples at his back.

Karabas Barabas ran to the mayor of the city. At this hot hour, the boss was sitting in the garden, near the fountain, in his shorts and drinking lemonade.

The chief had six chins, his nose was buried in rosy cheeks.
Behind him, under the linden tree, four gloomy policemen kept uncorking bottles of lemonade.

Karabas Barabas threw himself on his knees in front of the boss and, smearing tears across his face with his beard, screamed:

“I’m an unfortunate orphan, I was offended, robbed, beaten...

- Who offended you, an orphan? – the boss asked, puffing.

– My worst enemy, the old organ grinder Carlo. He stole three of my most
the best dolls, he wants to burn down my famous theater, he will set fire and rob
the whole city, if he is not arrested now.

To reinforce his words, Karabas Barabas pulled out a handful of gold coins and put them in the boss’s shoe.

In short, he spun and lied so much that the frightened boss
ordered four policemen under the linden tree:

- Follow the venerable orphan and do everything necessary in the name of the law.

Karabas Barabas ran with four policemen to Carlo’s closet and
shouted:

- In the name of the Tarabarian King, arrest the thief and scoundrel!

But the doors were closed. No one responded in the closet. Karabas Barabas
ordered:

– In the name of the King of Gibberish, break down the door!

The police pressed, the rotten halves of the doors broke off their hinges, and four brave policemen, rattling their sabers, fell into the closet with a roar
under the stairs.

It was at that very moment when Carlo was leaving through the secret door in the wall, bending over.

He was the last to escape. The door – Tink!.. – slammed shut. Quiet music
stopped playing. There were only dirty bandages lying in the closet under the stairs.
and a torn canvas with a painted hearth...

Karabas Barabas jumped to the secret door and pounded on it with his fists
and heels:

Tra-ta-ta-ta!

But the door was strong.

Karabas Barabas ran up and hit the door with his back.

The door didn't budge.

He stomped on the police:

– Break down the damned door in the name of the Gibberish King!..

The police felt each other - some had a mark on their nose, some had a bump.
on the head.

“No, the work here is very hard,” they answered and went to the head of the city to tell him that they had done everything according to the law, but to the old organ grinder,
Apparently the devil himself is helping, because he went through the wall.

Karabas Barabas pulled his beard, fell to the floor and began to roar, howl and roll around like mad in the empty closet under the stairs.

What did they find behind the secret door?

While Karabas Barabas was rolling around like mad and tearing out his beard, Pinocchio was in front, and behind him were Malvina, Pierrot, Artemon and - last - dad
Carlo went down the steep stone stairs into the dungeon.

Papa Carlo was holding a candle stub. Its wavering light was thrown away from
Artemon's shaggy head or from Pierrot's outstretched hand large shadows,
but could not illuminate the darkness into which the stairs descended.

Malvina, in order not to cry out of fear, pinched her ears.

Pierrot, as always, neither to the village nor to the city, muttered rhymes:

Pinocchio was ahead of his comrades - his white cap was barely visible deep below.

Suddenly something hissed there, fell, rolled, and his plaintive voice could be heard
voice:

- Come to my aid!

Instantly Artemon, forgetting his wounds and hunger, knocked over Malvina and Pierrot,
rushed down the steps like a black whirlwind.

His teeth chattered. Some creature screeched vilely.

Everything was quiet. Only at Malvina’s house it was beating loudly, like an alarm clock.
heart.

A wide beam of light from below hit the stairs. The light of a candle that
held by dad Carlo, turned yellow.

- Look, look quickly! - Buratino called loudly.

Malvina, backwards, hurriedly began to climb down from step to step, Pierrot jumped after her. Carlo was the last to go down, bending down, and then
case of losing wooden shoes.

Below, where the steep staircase ended, sat on a stone platform
Artemon. He was licking his lips. At his feet lay the strangled rat Shushara.

Buratino lifted the decayed felt with both hands; it covered the hole in the stone wall. Blue light poured from there.

The first thing they saw when they crawled through the hole was the diverging rays of the sun. They fell from the vaulted ceiling through the round window.

Wide beams with dust particles dancing in them illuminated a round room made of
yellowish marble. In the middle of it stood a wonderfully beautiful puppet theater.
A golden zigzag of lightning glittered on its curtain.

From the sides of the curtain rose two square towers, painted so
as if they were made of small bricks. High roofs made of green
the tins shone brightly.

On the left tower there was a clock with bronze hands. On the dial against
Each number has the laughing faces of a boy and a girl.

On the right tower there is a round window made of multi-colored glass.

Above this window, on a roof made of green tin, sat the Talking Cricket.
When everyone stopped with their mouths open in front of the wonderful theater, the cricket said slowly and clearly:

“I warned you that terrible dangers and terrible adventures await you, Pinocchio.” It’s good that everything ended well, but it could have ended unfavorably... So...

The cricket's voice was old and slightly offended, because the speaker
At one time, the cricket was still hit on the head with a hammer and, despite
hundred years of age and natural kindness, he could not forget the undeserved
grievances. That's why he didn't add anything else, he twitched his antennae as if
brushing the dust off them, and slowly crawled somewhere into a lonely crevice - further away
from the bustle.

Then Papa Carlo said:
“I thought we’d at least find a bunch of gold and silver here, but all we found was an old toy.”

He went up to the clock built into the turret, tapped his fingernail on the dial, and since there was a key hanging on a copper nail on the side of the clock, he took it and
started the clock...

There was a loud ticking sound. The arrows moved. The big arrow has come
by twelve, the little one by six. There was a hum and hiss inside the tower. The clock struck six...

Immediately, a window of multi-colored glass opened on the right tower, a colorful motley bird jumped out and, fluttering its wings, sang six times:

- To us - to us, to us - to us, to us - to us...

The bird disappeared, the window slammed shut, and organ-organ music began to play. AND
curtain rose…

No one, not even Papa Carlo, had ever seen such a beautiful scenery.

There was a garden on the stage. On little trees with gold and silver
clockwork starlings the size of a fingernail sang through the leaves. On one tree hung apples, each of them no larger than a buckwheat grain. Peacocks walked under the trees and, rising on tiptoe, pecked at apples. Two little goats were jumping and butting heads on the lawn, and butterflies were flying in the air, barely
noticeable to the eye.

A minute passed like that. The starlings fell silent, the peacocks and kids retreated behind
side scenes. Trees fell into secret hatches under the stage floor.

The tulle clouds began to disperse from the backdrop. It seemed
red sun over the sandy desert. Right and left, from the side scenes,
branches of vines were thrown out, looking like snakes - on one of them there actually hung
boa snake On another, a family swayed, clutching their tails
monkeys

This was Africa.

Animals walked along the desert sand under the red sun.

In three leaps a maned lion rushed by - although he was no more than a kitten, he was terrible.

A teddy bear with an umbrella waddled along on its hind legs.

A disgusting crocodile crawled along - his small, crappy eyes pretended to be kind. But still Artemon did not believe it and growled at him.

A rhinoceros galloped along, with a rubber ball placed on its sharp horn for safety.

A giraffe, looking like a striped, horned camel, ran as fast as it could
the strength of stretching his neck.

Then came the elephant, the children’s friend, smart, good-natured, waving his trunk in which he held soy candy.

The last to trot sideways was a terribly dirty wild jackal dog. Artemon rushed at her, barking, and Papa Carlo barely managed to pull him away by the
tail from the stage.

The animals have passed. The sun suddenly went out. In the darkness, some things fell from above, some things moved up from the sides. There was a sound like
ran the bow along the strings.

The frosted street lamps flashed. The stage was a city square.
The doors to the houses opened, little people ran out and climbed into the toy tram. The conductor rang the bell, the driver turned the handle,
the boy quickly clung to the sausage, the policeman whistled - the tram
rolled into a side street between tall buildings.

A cyclist passed by on wheels - no bigger than a jam saucer.
A newspaperman ran by - four folded sheets of a tear-off calendar - here
how big were his newspapers?

The ice cream man rolled an ice cream cart across the site. On the balconies
girls ran out of the houses and waved at him, and the ice cream man spread his arms and said:

“We’ve eaten everything, come back another time.”

Then the curtain fell, and the golden zigzag of lightning shone on it again.

Papa Carlo, Malvina, Piero could not recover from admiration. Pinocchio, with his hands in his pockets and his nose in the air, said boastfully:

- Did you see what? So, it was not for nothing that I got wet in the swamp at Aunt Tortila’s...
In this theater we will stage a comedy - do you know which one? - "Golden Key,
or The Extraordinary Adventures of Pinocchio and His Friends.” Karabas Barabas
will burst out of frustration.

Pierrot rubbed his wrinkled forehead with his fists:

- I will write this comedy in luxurious verses.

“I will sell ice cream and tickets,” said Malvina. - If you
If you find my talent, I’ll try to play the roles of pretty girls...

- Wait, guys, when will we study? – asked Papa Carlo.

Everyone answered at once:

- We will study in the morning... And in the evening we will play in the theater...
“Well, that’s it, kids,” said Papa Carlo, “and I, kids, will
play the barrel organ for the amusement of the respectable public, and if we become
travel around Italy from city to city, I will ride a horse and cook
lamb stew with garlic...

Artemon listened, raising his ear, turning his head, looking with shining eyes.
at friends, asking: what should he do?

Buratino said:

- Artemon will be in charge of props and theatrical costumes, he
We'll give you the keys to the storage room. During the performance, he can act behind
in the wings the roar of a lion, the stomp of a rhinoceros, the creak of crocodile teeth, the howl
wind - through rapid twirling of the tail and other necessary sounds.

- Well, what about you, what about you, Pinocchio? - everyone asked. -Who do you want to be?
theater?

- Weirdos, in a comedy I will play myself and become famous throughout the world.
light!

The new puppet theater gives its first performance

Karabas Barabas sat in front of the fire in a disgusting mood. Raw
the firewood was barely smoldering. It was raining outside. Leaky roof of the puppet theater
was leaking. The puppets' hands and feet were damp; no one wanted to
work, even under the threat of a seven-tailed whip. Dolls for the third day
They ate nothing and whispered ominously in the pantry, hanging from nails.

Not a single theater ticket had been sold since the morning. And who would go?
watch Karabas Barabas's boring plays and hungry, ragged actors!

The clock on the city tower struck six. Karabas Barabas walked gloomily
into the auditorium - empty.

“Damn all the respectable spectators,” he grumbled and left.
outside. Coming out, he looked, blinked and opened his mouth so that he could easily get there.
a crow might fly in.

Opposite his theater in front of a large new canvas tent stood
the crowd, not paying attention to the damp wind from the sea.

A long-nosed man in a cap stood on a platform above the entrance to the tent, blowing a hoarse trumpet and shouting something.

The audience laughed, clapped their hands, and many went inside the tent.

Duremar approached Karabas Barabas; he smelled like mud as never before.

“Eh-heh-heh,” he said, gathering his entire face into sour wrinkles, “nowhere.”
dealing with medicinal leeches. “I want to go to them,” Duremar pointed to the new tent, “I want to ask them to light candles or sweep the floor.”

- Whose damn theater is this? Where did he come from? - Karabas Barabas growled.

– It was the puppets themselves who opened the “Molniya” puppet theater, they themselves write
plays in verse, they play themselves.

Karabas Barabas gritted his teeth, pulled his beard and walked towards
new canvas tent. Above the entrance to it Buratino shouted:

– The first performance of an entertaining, captivating comedy from life
wooden men. The true story of how we defeated everyone
their enemies with the help of wit, courage and presence of mind...

At the entrance to the puppet theater, Malvina sat in a glass booth with a beautiful bow in her blue hair and did not have time to hand out tickets to those who wanted
watch a funny comedy from a puppet's life.

Papa Carlo, wearing a new velvet jacket, was twirling a barrel organ and cheerfully winking at the respectable audience.

Artemon was dragging the fox Alice, who passed without a ticket, by her tail from the tent.

The cat Basilio, also a stowaway, managed to escape and sat in the rain on a tree, looking down with feisty eyes.

Buratino, puffing out his cheeks, blew into a hoarse trumpet:

- The show begins.

And he ran down the stairs to play the first scene of the comedy, in which
was depicted as poor dad Carlo whittling a log of wood
little man, not expecting that it would bring him happiness.

Tortila the turtle was the last to crawl into the theater, holding an honorary medal in his mouth.
ticket on parchment paper with golden corners.

The performance has begun. Karabas Barabas gloomily returned to his empty
theater. He took the seven-tailed whip. He unlocked the door to the pantry.

“I’ll teach you brats not to be lazy!” – he growled fiercely. - I’ll teach you how to lure the public to me!

He cracked his whip. But no one answered. The pantry was empty. Only
Scraps of string hung from nails.

All the dolls - Harlequin, and girls in black masks, and sorcerers in pointed hats with stars, and hunchbacks with noses like cucumbers, and araps, and
dogs - all, all, all the dolls ran away from Karabas Barabas.

With a terrible howl, he jumped out of the theater into the street. He saw the last of his actors running away through the puddles into the new theater, where music was playing merrily, laughter and clapping were heard.

Karabas Barabas only managed to grab a paper dog with buttons
instead of eyes. But, out of nowhere, Artemon flew at him, knocked him down,
grabbed the dog and rushed off with it to the tent, where behind the scenes for the hungry
The actors were prepared with hot lamb stew with garlic.

Karabas Barabas remained sitting in a puddle in the rain...

History of creation and publication

The creation of the story began with the fact that in 1923-24, Alexey Nikolaevich Tolstoy, while in exile, began work on Carlo Collodi’s story “,” which he wanted to publish in his own literary adaptation. In the spring of 1934, Tolstoy decided to return to the fairy tale, postponing work on the trilogy “Walking through Torment”. At that time, the writer was recovering from a myocardial infarction.

At first, Tolstoy fairly accurately conveyed the plot of the Italian fairy tale, but then he became carried away by the original idea and created the story of a hearth painted on an old canvas and a golden key. Alexey Nikolaevich has gone far from the original plot, not only because it is outdated for the period of socialist realism. Collodi's tale is full of moralizing and instructive maxims. Tolstoy wanted to breathe more spirit of adventure and fun into the heroes.

I'm working on Pinocchio. At first I only wanted to write the contents of Collodi in Russian. But then I gave up on it, it turns out a bit boring and bland. With Marshak’s blessing, I am writing on the same topic in my own way.

In August 1936, the fairy tale was completed and submitted for production to the Detgiz publishing house. Alexey Nikolaevich dedicated his new book to his future wife Lyudmila Ilyinichna Krestinskaya - later Tolstoy. Then, in 1936, the fairy tale began to be published with a continuation in the newspaper Pionerskaya Pravda.

In 1936, Tolstoy wrote the play “The Golden Key” for the Central Children's Theater, and in 1939, based on the play, he wrote the script for the film of the same name, which was directed by Alexander Ptushko.

Until 1986, the fairy tale was published in the USSR 182 times, the total circulation exceeded 14.5 million editions, and was translated into 47 languages.

Plot

Day 1

The tale takes place in Italy in a fictional “town on the Mediterranean coast.” The carpenter Giuseppe, nicknamed Gray Nose, fell into the hands of a log. Giuseppe began to chop it with a hatchet, but the log turned out to be alive and squeaked with a human voice. Giuseppe decided not to get involved with this strange object and gave the log to his friend the organ grinder Carlo, recommending that he cut a doll out of the log. Carlo brought the log into his poor closet and in one evening made a doll out of the log. Miraculously, the doll came to life right in his hands. Carlo barely had time to give her the name Buratino before she ran out of the closet and into the street. Carlo gave chase. Pinocchio was stopped by a policeman, but when Papa Carlo arrived, Pinocchio pretended to be dead. Onlookers began to say that it was Carlo who “stabbed the doll to death,” and the policeman took Carlo to the police station to investigate.

Buratino returned alone to the closet and met there with the Talking Cricket, who lectured Buratino about how to behave well, obey your elders and go to school. Buratino, however, replied that he did not need such advice and even threw a hammer at Cricket. The offended Cricket left the closet forever, where he lived for more than a hundred years, finally predicting big troubles for the wooden boy.

Feeling hungry, Buratino rushed to the fireplace and stuck his nose into the pot, but it turned out to be painted, and Buratino only pierced the canvas with his long nose. In the evening, the old rat Shushara crawled out from under the floor. Pinocchio pulled its tail, the rat got angry, grabbed him by the throat and dragged him underground. But then Carlo returned from the police station, saved Pinocchio and fed him an onion.

Papa Carlo glued Pinocchio's clothes together:

a brown paper jacket and bright green pants. I made shoes from an old boot and a hat - a cap with a tassel - from an old sock

Remembering Cricket's advice, Pinocchio told Carlo that he would go to school. To buy the alphabet, Carlo had to sell his only jacket.

Pinocchio buried his nose in the kind hands of Papa Carlo.
- I’ll learn, grow up, buy you a thousand new jackets...

Day 2

The next day, Buratino went to school in the morning, but on the way he heard music inviting the audience to a performance of the puppet theater of Signor Karabas Barabas. His legs themselves brought him to the theater. Pinocchio sold his alphabet book for four soldi and bought a ticket to the performance “The Girl with Blue Hair, Or Thirty-three Slaps on the Head.”

During the performance, the dolls recognized Pinocchio.

This is Pinocchio! This is Pinocchio! Come to us, come to us, cheerful rogue Pinocchio!

Pinocchio jumped onto the stage, all the dolls sang “Polka Bird” and the performance got mixed up. The owner of the puppet theater, Doctor of Puppet Science, Signor Karabas Barabas, intervened and removed Pinocchio from the stage.

At dinner, Karabas Barabas wanted to use Pinocchio as firewood for the roast. Suddenly Karabas sneezed, became brighter, and Pinocchio managed to tell something about himself. When Pinocchio mentioned the painted fireplace in the closet, Karabas Barabas became agitated and said strange words:

So, it means that there is a secret secret in old Carlo’s closet...

After that, he spared Pinocchio and even gave him five gold coins, ordering him to return home in the morning and give the money to Carlo, with the condition that Carlo under no circumstances leave his closet.

Pinocchio stayed overnight in the doll's bedroom.

Day 3

In the morning, Pinocchio ran home, but on the way he met two swindlers - the fox Alice and the cat Basilio. They, trying to fraudulently take money from Pinocchio, offered to go not home, but to the Land of Fools.

In the Country of Fools there is a magical field called the Field of Miracles... In this field, dig a hole, say three times: “Cracks, fex, pex”, put gold in the hole, cover it with earth, sprinkle salt on top, fill it well and go to sleep. The next morning a small tree will grow from the hole, and gold coins will hang on it instead of leaves.

After hesitation, Buratino agreed. Until evening they wandered around the neighborhood until they ended up at the Three Minnows tavern, where Buratino ordered three crusts of bread, and the cat and the fox ordered all the rest of the food that was in the tavern. After dinner, Buratino and his companions lay down to rest. At midnight, the owner woke up Pinocchio and said that the fox and the cat had left earlier and told him to catch up with them. Pinocchio had to pay one gold piece for the shared dinner and hit the road.

On the night road, Buratino was chased by robbers, wearing bags with holes cut for the eyes on their heads. It was Alice the fox and Basilio the cat in disguise. After a long chase, Pinocchio saw a house on the lawn. He began to desperately beat on the door with his hands and feet, but they did not let him in.

Girl, open the door, robbers are chasing me!
- Oh, what nonsense! - said the girl, yawning with her pretty mouth. - I want to sleep, I can’t open my eyes... She raised her hands, stretched sleepily and disappeared into the window.

The robbers grabbed Pinocchio and tortured him for a long time to force him to give up the gold that he managed to hide in his mouth. Finally they hung him upside down on an oak branch, and at dawn they went to look for some tavern.

Day 4

Near the tree where Pinocchio hung, Malvina lived in the forest. The girl with blue hair, with whom Pierrot was in love, escaped from the tyranny of Karabas-Barabas along with the poodle Artemon. Malvina discovered Pinocchio, removed him from the tree and invited forest healers to treat the victim. As a result, the patient was prescribed castor oil and left alone.

Day 5

In the morning Buratino came to his senses in the dollhouse. As soon as Malvina saved Pinocchio, she immediately began to teach him, trying to teach him good manners, literacy and arithmetic. Pinocchio's training was unsuccessful, and Malvina locked him in a closet for pedagogical purposes. Buratino did not stay under the castle for long and escaped through the cat hole. A bat showed him the way, which led him to meet the fox Alice and the cat Basilio.

The fox and the cat listened to Pinocchio's story about his adventures, feigned outrage at the atrocities of the robbers, and finally brought him to the Field of Miracles (in fact, a wasteland completely covered with various garbage). Pinocchio, following the instructions, buried four gold pieces, poured water on them, read the spell “crex-fex-pex” and sat down to wait for the money tree to grow. The fox and the cat, without waiting for Pinocchio to fall asleep or leave his post, decided to speed up events. They visited the police station of the Country of Fools and reported Pinocchio. And he was still sitting on the Field of Miracles, where he was captured. The sentence for the criminal was short:

You have committed three crimes, scoundrel: you are homeless, without a passport and unemployed. Take him out of town and drown him in a pond

"Golden Key..." in culture

Children and adults loved the book from the first edition. The only negative that was noted by critics is its secondary nature in relation to Collodi's original.

Tolstoy's fairy tale has gone through many reprints and translations since 1935. Film adaptations appeared in the form of a film with dolls and live actors; cartoons, plays (there is even a play in verse), opera and ballet. The production of “Pinocchio” at the Sergei Obraztsov Theater gained fame. In Soviet times, the board game “Golden Key” was released, and with the beginning of the digital era, the computer game “The Adventures of Pinocchio” appeared. The drink Buratino and candy “Golden Key” appeared. Even the Buratino heavy flamethrower system. The characters of the book and their phrases have steadily entered the Russian language, folklore and become the subject of jokes.

Critic Mark Lipovetsky called Pinocchio influential cultural archetype, a book that has become a kind of monument and at the same time an important element of the spiritual tradition of Soviet culture.

Cultural references in the book

Sequels

The fairy tale about Pinocchio by Alexei Nikolaevich Tolstoy was repeatedly continued. Elena Yakovlevna Danko (1898-1942) wrote the fairy-tale story “The Defeated Karabas,” which was first published in 1941. In 1975, Alexander Kumma and Sacco Runge published the book “The Second Secret of the Golden Key.” The illustrator of A. N. Tolstoy’s fairy tale, artist and writer Leonid Viktorovich Vladimirsky, came up with his own fairy tales about a wooden boy: “Pinocchio is looking for treasure” (which tells the story of the origin of the Molniya theater) and “Pinocchio in the Emerald City” (crossover). Lara Dream’s fairy tale “The New Adventures of Pinocchio and His Friends” is also known.

Differences from The Adventures of Pinocchio

"The Golden Key, or the Adventures of Pinocchio"	"The Adventures of Pinocchio"
The plot is good and quite childish. Although several deaths occur in the plot (the rat Shushara, old snakes, Governor Fox), there is no emphasis on this. Moreover, all the deaths do not occur through the fault of Pinocchio (Shushara was strangled by Artemon, the snakes died a heroic death in a battle with police dogs, the Fox was dealt with by badgers).	The book contains scenes related to cruelty and violence. Pinocchio hit the Talking Cricket with a hammer, then lost his legs, which were burned in a brazier. And then he bit off the cat's paw. The cat killed the blackbird who was trying to warn Pinocchio.
Heroes commedia dell'arte- Burattino, Harlequin, Pierrot.	Heroes commedia dell'arte- Arlecchino, Pulcinella.
Fox Alice (female); There is also an episodic character - Governor Fox.	Fox (male).
Malvina with her poodle Artemon, who is her friend.	A fairy with the same appearance, who then changes her age several times. Poodle is a very old servant in livery.
The Golden Key is present, for information about which Karabas gives Buratino money.	The Golden Key is missing (at the same time, Majafoko also gives money).
Karabas-Barabas is a clearly negative character, an antagonist of Pinocchio and his friends.	Majafoko is a positive character, despite his fierce appearance, and sincerely wants to help Pinocchio.
Pinocchio does not change his character and appearance until the end of the plot. He stops all attempts to re-educate him. Remains a doll.	Pinocchio, who is read morals and lectures throughout the book, first turns into a real donkey, but then he is re-educated, and in the end he turns from a nasty and disobedient wooden boy into a living, virtuous boy.
The dolls behave like independent animate beings.	It is emphasized that the dolls are just puppets in the hands of the puppeteer.
When Pinocchio lies, his nose does not change in length.	Pinocchio's nose lengthens when he lies.

The books vary significantly in atmosphere and detail. The main plot coincides quite closely until the moment when the cat and the fox dig up the coins buried by Pinocchio, with the difference that Pinocchio is significantly kinder than Pinocchio. There are no further plot similarities with Pinocchio.

Heroes of the book

Pinocchio- a wooden doll carved from a log by organ grinder Carlo
dad Carlo- the organ grinder who carved Pinocchio from a log
Giuseppe by nickname Gray Nose- carpenter, friend of Carlo
Karabas-Barabas- Doctor of Puppet Science, owner of a puppet theater
Duremar- seller of medicinal leeches
Malvina- doll, girl with blue hair
Artemon- a poodle devoted to Malvina
Pierrot- doll, poet, in love with Malvina
Harlequin- doll, Pierrot's stage partner
Fox Alice- highway scammer
Cat Basilio- highway scammer
Turtle Tortilla- lives in a pond, gives Pinocchio a golden key
Talking Cricket- Pinocchio predicts his fate

Film adaptations

“The Golden Key” - feature film with dolls and live actors 1939 directed by Ptushko
“The Adventures of Pinocchio” - hand-drawn cartoon 1959, directed by Ivanov-Vano
“The Adventures of Pinocchio” - feature film 1975, Director Leonid Nechaev.
“The Golden Key” is a 2009 New Year’s musical film for the RTR TV channel. Directed by Alexander Igudin.

In the Russian version, the character of "Majafoko" by Tolstoy is called "Karabas-Barabas". In the Russian fairy tale tradition, a negative character is associated with the Turkic name Karabas (which means Black Head), as well as Tugarin the Serpent, Koschey the Immortal, Nightingale the Robber, etc.

In 2012, many media outlets published a report that an application was allegedly filed with the Taganrog City Court to recognize the fairy tale “The Golden Key, or the Adventures of Pinocchio” as extremist, since “Pinocchio is an evil and simple parody of Jesus Christ.” In reality, this news was a hoax by the fake news agency fognews.ru

Notes

Links

Petrovsky M. Books of our childhood - M., 1986

Fairy tale story by Alexei Nikolaevich Tolstoy “The Golden Key, or the Adventures of Pinocchio”
Characters	Pinocchio's dad Carlo Giuseppe (Blue Nose) Karabas-Barabas Duremar Malvina Artemon Pierrot Harlequin Fox Alice Cat Basilio Turtle Tortilla Talking Cricket
Film adaptations
Sequels	Defeated Karabas The second secret of the golden key Pinocchio is looking for Pinocchio's treasure in the Emerald City
see also	Burattino The Adventures of Pinocchio. History of the wooden doll Pinocchio (TOS) Pinocchio (drink) Order of Pinocchio Medal of Pinocchio
Literary tales:Works of Alexey Nikolaevich Tolstoy

The Adventures of Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi
Movies	Pinocchio (1940) Artificial Intelligence (2001) Pinocchio (2002) Pinocchio 3000 (2004)
A television	Mokku of the Oak Tree(animated series, 1972) The Magic Story of Pinocchio (2008)
Related	Pinocchio " The Golden Key, or The Adventures of Pinocchio" (novel)