For Toby it seemed at once that his own life, his everyday life, was momentarily suspended, set aside. He actually thought that such an exceptional experience should not even be talked about, so very intimate were the emotions that were sending butterflies into his stomach. It would have been like talking about a dream: all the magic disappears, is lost, shattered into a jumble of relentlessly unsuitable words.
Katia’s voice made him jump. “So, what do you think?”
Toby turned to look at her, his face red. “It’s…it’s fantastic.”
Professor Aligi laughed out loud, heartily, and for a moment Toby imagined him to be much larger, wrapped in a thick black beard, like the evil puppet master Stromboli, ready to toss Pinocchio into the fire. He shivered at that idea. What a bunch of nonsense…
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