“Around the world!” exclaimed the marionette. “It must be amusing to see two dolphins walking arm in arm around the streets.”
“Yes,” continued the dolphin, “this young pupil of mine, who belongs to the Marsoon family, wishes to educate himself. And how can he better educate himself than by travel?”
“To educate himself!” exclaimed Pinocchio, opening wide his eyes. That word had always been hard for him to swallow. “Educate! Oh! Oh! That word I never did like.”
“What are you saying?” asked the dolphin.
“Oh, nothing, nothing! I was just thinking that my teeth are aching.”
“Then it might hurt you to go into the water, and ...” began the dolphin, kindly.
Pinocchio was perplexed. The idea of looking for his father he liked very much. Still, when he thought of that word educate, he shivered. He had always hated school as he hated fire. And you remember, he once lost his feet through playing with fire.
“What a nuisance it will be,” he kept mumbling, thinking of the sleepy time it would mean for him.
“Tell me, my dear sir,” he then said, just to gain time, “shall we travel by train?”
“Of course not! How could we? I told you that we are to travel in our world. That means that we are not to move out of the water.”