Aren't you ashamed of being such a goody-goody, and of studying so hard?
You never have a bit of enjoyment." "And what is it to you, if I do study ?" "What does the teacher think of us, you mean ?" "Why ?" "Don't you see?
If you study and we don't, we pay for it.

After all, it's only fair to look out for ourselves." "What do you want me to do ?" "Hate school and books and teachers, as we all do.

They are your worst enemies, you know, and they like to make you as unhappy as they can." "And if I go on studying, what will you do to me ?" "You'll pay for it!" "Really, you amuse me," answered the Marionette, nodding his head.
"Hey, Pinocchio," cried the tallest of them all, "that will do.

We are tired of hearing you bragging about yourself, you little turkey cock! You may not be afraid of us, but remember we are not afraid of you, either! You are alone, you know, and we are seven." "Like the seven sins," said Pinocchio, still laughing.
"Did you hear that?
He has insulted us all.

He has called us sins." "Pinocchio, apologize for that, or look out!" "Cuck--oo!" said the Marionette, mocking them with his thumb to his nose.
"You'll be sorry!" "Cuck--oo!" "We'll whip you soundly!" "Cuck--oo!" "You'll go home with a broken nose!" "Cuck--oo!" "Very well, then! Take that, and keep it for your supper," called out the boldest of his tormentors.
And with the words, he gave Pinocchio a terrible blow on the head.
Pinocchio answered with another blow, and that was the signal for the beginning of the fray.