This speech was received with much laughter and applause, but the applause redoubled and became tumultuous when the little donkey Pinocchio made his appearance in the middle of the circus.  He was decked out for the occasion.  He had a new bridle of polished leather with brass buckles and studs, and two white camelias in his ears.  His mane was divided and curled, and each curl was tied with bows of colored ribbon.  He had a girth of gold and silver round his body, and his tail was plaited with amaranth and blue velvet ribbons.  He was, in fact, a little donkey to fall in love with!

The director, in presenting him to the public, added these few words: 

“My respectable auditors!  I am not here to tell you falsehoods of the great difficulties that I have overcome in understanding and subjugating this mammifer, whilst he was grazing at liberty amongst the mountains in the plains of the torrid zone.  I beg you will observe the wild rolling of his eyes.  Every means having been tried in vain to tame him, and to accustom him to the life of domestic quadrupeds, I was often forced to have recourse to the convincing argument of the whip.  But all my goodness to him, instead of gaining his affections, has, on the contrary, increased his viciousness.  However, following the system of Gall, I discovered in his cranium a bony cartilage that the Faculty of Medicine of Paris has itself recognized as the regenerating bulb of the hair, and of dance.  For this reason I have not only taught him to dance, but also to jump through hoops and through frames covered with paper.  Admire him, and then pass your opinion on him!  But before taking my leave of you, permit me, ladies and gentlemen, to invite you to the daily performance that will take place tomorrow evening; but in case the weather should threaten rain, the performance will be postponed till tomorrow morning at 11 ante-meridian of post-meridian.”

Here the director made another profound bow, and, then turning to Pinocchio, he said: 

“Courage, Pinocchio! before you begin your feats make your bow to this distinguished audience—­ladies, gentlemen, and children.”

Pinocchio obeyed, and bent both his knees till they touched the ground, and remained kneeling until the director, cracking his whip, shouted to him: 

“At a foot’s pace!”

Then the little donkey raised himself on his four legs and began to walk round the theater, keeping at a foot’s pace.

After a little the director cried: 

“Trot!” and Pinocchio, obeying the order, changed to a trot.

“Gallop!” and Pinocchio broke into a gallop.

“Full gallop!” and Pinocchio went full gallop.  But whilst he was going full speed like a race horse the director, raising his arm in the air, fired off a pistol.

At the shot the little donkey, pretending to be wounded, fell his whole length in the circus, as if he were really dying.