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One
Sunday
afternoon
Pippi
sat
wondering
what
to
do
.
Tommy
and
Annika
had
gone
to
a
tea
party
with
their
mother
and
father
,
so
she
knew
she
could
n't
expect
a
visit
from
them
.
The
day
had
been
filled
with
pleasant
tasks
.
She
had
got
up
early
and
served
Mr.
Nilsson
fruit
juice
and
buns
in
bed
.
He
looked
so
cute
sitting
there
in
his
light
blue
nightshirt
,
holding
the
glass
in
both
hands
.
Then
she
had
fed
and
groomed
the
horse
and
told
him
a
long
story
of
her
adventures
at
sea
.
Next
she
had
gone
into
the
parlor
and
painted
a
large
picture
on
the
wall
-
paper
.
The
picture
represented
a
fat
lady
in
a
red
dress
and
a
black
hat
.
In
one
hand
she
held
a
yellow
flower
and
in
the
other
a
dead
rat
.
Pippi
thought
it
a
very
beautiful
picture
;
it
dressed
up
the
whole
room
.
Then
she
had
sat
down
in
front
of
her
chest
and
looked
at
all
her
birds
'
eggs
and
shells
,
and
thought
about
the
wonderful
places
where
she
and
her
father
had
collected
them
,
and
about
all
the
pleasant
little
shops
all
over
the
world
where
they
had
bought
the
beautiful
things
that
were
now
in
the
drawers
of
her
chest
.
Then
she
had
tried
to
teach
Mr.
Nilsson
to
dance
the
schottische
,
but
he
did
n't
want
to
learn
.
For
a
while
she
had
thought
of
trying
to
teach
the
horse
,
but
instead
she
had
crept
down
into
the
woodbox
and
pulled
the
cover
down
.
She
had
pretended
she
was
a
sardine
in
a
sardine
box
,
and
it
was
a
shame
Tommy
and
Annika
were
n't
there
so
they
could
have
been
sardines
too
.
Now
it
had
begun
to
grow
dark
.
She
pressed
her
little
pug
nose
against
the
windowpane
and
looked
out
into
the
autumn
dusk
.
She
remembered
that
she
had
n't
been
riding
for
a
couple
of
days
and
decided
to
go
at
once
.
That
would
be
a
nice
ending
to
a
pleasant
Sunday
.
Accordingly
she
put
on
her
big
hat
,
fetched
Mr.
Nilsson
from
a
corner
where
he
sat
playing
marbles
,
saddled
the
horse
,
and
lifted
him
down
from
the
porch
.
And
off
they
went
Mr.
Nilsson
on
Pippi
and
Pippi
on
the
horse
.
It
was
quite
cold
and
the
roads
were
frozen
,
so
there
was
a
good
crunchy
sound
as
they
rode
along
.
Mr.
Nilsson
sat
on
Pippi
's
shoulder
and
tried
to
catch
hold
of
some
of
the
branches
of
the
trees
as
they
went
by
,
but
Pippi
rode
so
fast
that
it
was
no
use
.
Instead
,
the
branches
kept
boxing
him
in
the
ears
,
and
he
had
a
hard
time
keeping
his
straw
hat
on
his
head
.
Pippi
rode
through
the
little
town
,
and
people
pressed
arduously
up
against
the
walls
when
she
came
storming
by
.
The
town
had
a
market
square
,
of
course
.
There
were
several
charming
old
one-story
buildings
and
a
little
yellow-painted
town
hall
.
And
there
was
also
an
ugly
wretch
of
a
building
,
newly
built
and
three
stories
high
.
It
was
called
"
The
Skyscraper
"
because
it
was
taller
than
any
of
the
other
houses
in
town
.
On
a
Sunday
afternoon
the
little
town
was
always
quiet
and
peaceful
,
but
suddenly
the
quiet
was
broken
by
loud
cries
.
"
The
Skyscraper
's
burning
!
Fire
!
Fire
!
"
People
came
running
excitedly
from
all
directions
.
The
fire
engine
came
clanging
down
the
street
,
and
the
little
children
who
usually
thought
fire
engines
were
such
fun
now
cried
from
fright
because
they
were
sure
their
own
houses
would
catch
fire
too
.
