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Eric
looked
around
again
.
"
But
your
rooster
pictures
?
...
Have
they
exploded
,
too
?
"
he
asked
with
some
sarcasm
.
"
You
can
see
they
have
n't
,
"
said
Karlsson
.
"
What
do
you
suppose
this
is
?
"
he
said
,
pointing
to
a
piece
of
cardboard
which
was
nailed
to
the
wall
beside
the
cupboard
.
Quite
right
!
In
a
corner
at
the
bottom
of
the
cardboard
there
was
a
rooster
--
a
tiny
little
red
rooster
.
Otherwise
the
cardboard
was
empty
.
"
The
title
of
this
picture
is
'
A
Very
Lonely
Little
Red
Rooster
,
'
"
said
Karlsson
.
Eric
looked
at
the
little
rooster
.
Karlsson
's
thousand
rooster
pictures
--
did
they
,
after
all
,
only
consist
of
this
miserable
little
specimen
of
a
rooster
?
"
'
Very
Lonely
Rooster
,
'
painted
by
the
World
's
Best
Rooster
Painter
,
"
said
Karlsson
,
in
a
voice
trembling
with
emotion
.
"
Oh
,
what
a
beautiful
and
sad
picture
!
But
I
must
n't
start
to
cry
,
because
then
my
temperature
will
go
up
.
"
He
threw
himself
back
against
the
cushions
and
held
his
forehead
.
"
You
're
to
be
like
a
mother
to
me
.
Go
ahead
!
"
he
said
.
Eric
did
not
quite
know
how
to
begin
.
"
Have
you
got
any
medicine
?
"
he
asked
hesitantly
.
"
Yes
,
but
not
any
that
I
'd
like
to
take
,
"
replied
Karlsson
.
"
Have
you
got
a
penny
?
"
