The fourth time, before he had time to lose his courage, he grasped the knocker and made a faint sound with it.
He waited and waited and waited.

Finally, after a full half hour, a top-floor window (the house had four stories) opened and Pinocchio saw a large Snail look out.

A tiny light glowed on top of her head.

"Who knocks at this late hour ?" she called.
"Is the Fairy home ?" asked the Marionette.
"The Fairy is asleep and does not wish to be disturbed.

Who are you ?" "It is I." "Who's I ?" "Pinocchio." "Who is Pinocchio ?" "The Marionette; the one who lives in the Fairy's house." "Oh, I understand," said the Snail.