"But I am not like other boys! I am better than all of them and I always tell the truth.I promise you,Father,that I'll learn a trade,and I'll be the comfort and staff of your old age."
Geppetto,though trying to look very stern,felt his eyes fill with tears and his heart soften when he saw Pinocchio so unhappy.He said no more,but taking his tools and two pieces of wood,he set to work diligently.
In less than an hour the feet were finished,two slender,nimble little feet,strong and quick,modeled as if by an artist's hands.