Help! help! Oh, how unfortunate I am! Will nobody come to save me?"
"Who do you think could save you, unhappy wretch?" said a voice in the dark that sounded like a guitar out of tune.
"Who is speaking?" asked Pinocchio, frozen with terror.
"It is I! I am a poor Tunny who was swallowed by the Dog-Fish at the same time that you were. And what fish are you?"
"I have nothing in common with fish. I am a puppet."