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"
Hi-ho
,
Karlsson
,
"
said
Eric
.
"
Where
did
you
get
to
?
"
"
Why
?
What
do
you
mean
?
"
asked
Karlsson
.
"
You
disappeared
,
"
said
Eric
,
"
just
when
you
were
going
to
meet
Mommy
and
Daddy
.
Why
did
n't
you
wait
?
"
Karlsson
put
his
hands
on
his
hips
and
looked
really
annoyed
.
"
I
never
heard
such
a
thing
,
"
he
said
.
"
Should
n't
I
be
allowed
to
attend
to
my
house
?
A
house-owner
has
to
look
after
his
property
,
does
n't
he
?
What
would
happen
if
he
did
n't
?
I
ca
n't
help
it
if
your
mommy
and
daddy
come
to
pay
their
respects
just
when
I
've
gone
to
attend
to
my
house
,
can
I
?
"
He
looked
round
the
room
.
"
Talking
of
houses
,
"
he
said
,
"
where
is
my
tower
?
Who
has
spoiled
my
tower
,
and
where
is
my
meatball
?
"
Eric
was
taken
back
.
"
I
did
n't
think
you
'd
return
,
"
he
replied
anxiously
.
"
No
,
that
's
obvious
,
"
said
Karlsson
.
"
The
World
's
Best
Building-Erector
builds
a
tower
and
what
happens
?
Does
anyone
put
up
a
little
fence
around
it
and
make
sure
that
the
tower
is
preserved
for
posterity
?
Oh
,
no
,
far
from
it
!
Pull
it
down
and
destroy
it
,
that
's
what
they
do
,
and
eat
up
other
people
's
meatballs
!
"
Karlsson
went
over
and
sat
down
on
a
stool
and
sulked
.
