"And when did they cut it off?"
"Three days ago."
"You are perfectly certain of this?"
"I was present."
"And I ... wasn't I present?"
"I think so."
"And how is it I didn't know anything about it?"
"You were asleep."
"I think it was you who were dreaming. Look."
Before Fatina could stop him Pinocchio caught the covers and threw them off. One leg was indeed missing and just the one which he had dreamed had been burned by the brazier. He saw a heap of bloody bandages and let out such a scream that he made the other two wounded start up.