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"
Let
me
have
her
,
"
he
said
.
He
was
very
,
very
fond
of
tiny
babies
,
and
he
had
been
asking
Mommy
and
Daddy
to
give
him
a
little
sister
,
since
they
were
so
determined
not
to
let
him
have
a
dog
.
He
took
the
small
bundle
from
Karlsson
and
held
her
tenderly
in
his
arms
.
"
Do
n't
cry
,
there
's
a
good
baby
,
"
he
said
.
The
baby
watched
him
silently
with
a
pair
of
big
,
solemn
eyes
.
Then
her
face
broke
again
into
a
toothless
smile
,
and
she
gurgled
contentedly
.
"
It
's
my
coo-ing
working
,
"
said
Karlsson
.
"
It
always
works
,
I
've
tried
it
out
thousands
of
times
.
"
"
I
wonder
what
her
name
is
,
"
said
Eric
,
stroking
the
soft
little
cheek
with
his
finger
.
"
Curliwig
,
"
said
Karlsson
.
"
That
's
what
most
of
them
are
called
.
"
Eric
had
never
heard
of
a
child
being
called
Curliwig
before
,
but
he
thought
the
World
's
Best
Nursemaid
would
be
sure
to
know
more
than
he
did
about
children
's
names
.
"
Little
Curliwig
,
"
said
Eric
,
"
I
think
you
're
surely
hungry
,
"
because
Curliwig
had
gripped
his
finger
and
wanted
to
suck
it
.
"
So
Curliwig
's
hungry
!
Well
,
there
are
sausages
and
potatoes
here
,
"
said
Karlsson
,
glancing
in
at
the
kitchen
.
"
No
child
need
starve
to
death
while
Karlsson
has
the
strength
to
drag
out
sausages
and
potatoes
.
"
Eric
did
not
think
that
Curliwig
could
eat
sausages
and
potatoes
.
