his head he pulled it well down over the point of his nose.
He then set out, and went everywhere in search of Candlewick. He looked for him in the streets, in the squares, in the little theatres, in every possible place; but he could not find him. He inquired for him of everybody he met, but no one had seen him.
He then went to seek him at his house; and having reached the door he knocked.
'Who is there?' asked Candlewick from within.
'It is I!' answered the puppet.
'Wait a moment and I will let you in.'
After half an hour the door was opened, and imagine Pinocchio's feelings when upon going into the room he saw his friend Candlewick with a big cotton cap on his head which came down over his nose.
At the sight of the cap Pinocchio felt almost consoled, and thought to himself:
'Has my friend got the same illness that I have? Is he also suffering from donkey fever? . . .'
And pretending to have observed nothing he asked him, smiling:
'How are you, my dear Candlewick?'
'Very well; as well as a mouse in a Parmesan cheese.'
'Are you saying that seriously?'
'Why should I tell you a lie?'
