"Is this Africa?" said the marionette, greatly troubled. "Even at
dawn it seems to be very warm. When the sun gets a little higher I am
likely to be baked." And he wiped the sweat from his brow on his coat
sleeve. Presently clouds began to rise out of the water. They grew
darker and darker, and the day, instead of being bright, gradually
became gloomy and overcast.

The sun disappeared.

"This is funny!" said Pinocchio. "What jokes the sun plays in these
parts! It shines for a while and then disappears."

Poor marionette! It did not occur to him at first that he had slept
the whole day, and that instead of the rising he saw the setting of the
sun.


12. The First Night In Africa

"AND now I must pass another night here alone on these bare rocks!"
he thought.

The unhappy marionette began to tremble. He tried to walk, but the
night was so dark that it was impossible to see where to go. The tears
rolled down his wooden cheeks. He thought of his disobedience and of
his stubbornness. He remembered the warnings his father had given him,
the advice of his teacher, and the kindly words of the good Fairy. He
remembered the promises he had made to be good, obedient, and studious.
How happy he had been! He recalled the day when his father's face
beamed with pleasure at his progress. He saw the happy smile with which