glance round and saw that the straw walls of
 the hut had disappeared, and that he was in
 a pretty littl room furnished and arranged
 with a simplicity that was almost elegance.
 Jumping out of bed he found a new suit of
 clothes ready for him, a new cap, and a pair
 of new leather boots that fitted him beautifully.
 
He was hardly dressed when he naturally
 put his hands in his pockets, and pulled out a
 little ivory purse on which these words were
 written: “ The Fairy with blue hair returns
 the forty pence to her dear Pinocchio, and
 thanks him for his good heart.” He opened
 the purse, and instead of forty copper pennies
 he saw forty shining gold pieces fresh from the
 mint.
 
He then went and looked at himself in the
 glass, and he thought he was some one else.
 For he no longer saw the usual reflection of a
 wooden puppet; he was greeted instead by the
 image of a bright, intelligent boy with chest¬
 nut hair, blue eyes, and looking as happy and
 joyful as if it were the Easter holidays.
 
In the midst of all these wonders succeed¬
 ing each other Pinocchio felt quite bewildered,
 and he could not tell if he was really awake or
 if he was dreaming with his eyes open.
 
" Where can my papa be?” he exclaimed
 suddenly, and going into the next room he