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CHAPTER XXIX
Just as the fisherman was on the point of putting Pinocchio into the frying pan a big Dog entered the grotto, having been attracted by the savory odor of the fried fish. “Go away!” cried the fisherman, waving in his hand the marionette all covered with flour. But the poor Dog had a hunger that demanded to be appeased. So, whining and wagging his tail, he appeared to say, “Give me a mouthful of fish and I will leave.”
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