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"
What
?
"
asked
Eric
.
"
Could
n't
you
ask
your
Mommy
for
eight
birthday
cakes
and
one
candle
instead
?
"
Eric
did
not
think
his
Mommy
would
agree
to
that
.
"
Will
you
get
some
nice
presents
,
then
?
"
asked
Karlsson
.
"
I
do
n't
know
,
"
said
Eric
.
He
sighed
.
He
certainly
knew
what
he
wanted
--
more
than
anything
else
in
the
world
.
But
he
would
not
get
it
.
"
I
do
n't
think
I
'll
have
a
dog
as
long
as
I
live
,
"
he
said
.
"
But
there
'll
be
a
lot
of
other
presents
,
of
course
.
So
I
must
be
contented
and
not
think
of
a
dog
all
day
;
I
've
made
up
my
mind
about
that
.
"
"
Yes
,
and
you
've
got
me
,
have
n't
you
?
"
said
Karlsson
.
"
I
should
imagine
that
's
one
up
on
a
dog
!
"
He
tilted
his
head
and
looked
at
Eric
.
"
I
wonder
what
sort
of
presents
you
'll
get
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
wonder
if
you
'll
get
any
toffee
.
If
you
do
,
I
think
it
ought
to
go
straight
to
a
Deserving
Charity
.
"
