"Was that the door? I can barely hear," said Grandma in a loud whisper.
"Ciao, Grand-a-ma, ciao, Capellini," said Pinocchio, entering. "How-a-come you in-a the bed?"
"She doesn't feel well," said Little Head Lying Good.
"Who's there?" said Grandma. "I can barely see."
"It's Pinocchio," said Little Head.
"Did you bring me lots of money?" asked Grandma, suddenly strong.
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