The dolphin now thought it safe to try to escape. Once out of the weeds, he fled as fast as he could.
Poor Pinocchio could only sit still and look around. He feared any minute to see a hammerhead or a wolf or a whale appear before him.
“Oh! how horrible, how awful is the sea!” he thought.
CHAPTER XVI
After racing along madly for a while, Marsovino became so tired that he had to stop.
“I must rest,” he said to Pinocchio.
“Very well, I’m willing,” answered the marionette.
In front of them the two friends could see a dark mass. Seen from the sea, it looked like a strip of land. But on approaching, one could see that it was nothing but a high rock.