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"
Have
you
pinched
it
?
"
said
Eric
in
alarm
.
"
I
have
borrowed
it
,
"
said
Karlsson
.
"
Borrowed
!
When
are
you
going
to
take
it
back
,
then
?
"
asked
Eric
.
"
Never
,
"
said
Karlsson
.
Eric
looked
at
him
sternly
,
but
Karlsson
spread
his
fingers
and
said
,
"
A
bottle
of
milk
--
it
's
a
small
matter
!
The
people
I
borrowed
it
from
have
triplets
,
and
they
put
out
masses
and
masses
of
bottles
in
buckets
of
ice
on
the
balcony
,
and
they
like
me
to
borrow
their
milk
for
Curliwig
.
"
Curliwig
stretched
out
her
little
hands
for
the
bottle
and
squeaked
hungrily
.
"
I
'll
warm
it
a
bit
,
"
said
Eric
briskly
,
and
handed
Curliwig
over
to
Karlsson
.
Karlsson
shouted
,
"
Coo-oo
,
"
and
heaved
Curliwig
up
to
the
ceiling
while
Eric
went
into
the
kitchen
to
warm
the
milk
.
A
little
later
Curliwig
lay
sleeping
in
her
crib
like
a
little
angel
.
She
was
full
and
contented
after
Eric
had
tucked
her
in
.
Karlsson
had
prodded
her
with
his
finger
and
shouted
,
"
Coo-oo
,
"
and
in
spite
of
it
Curliwig
had
gone
to
sleep
because
she
was
tired
and
full
of
milk
.
"
Now
we
'll
play
some
jokes
before
we
go
off
,
"
said
Karlsson
.
He
went
into
the
kitchen
and
fetched
the
cold
sausages
.
Eric
looked
at
him
,
wide-eyed
.
