Пеппи Длинныйчулок

           Fromtimetotimelightswentoutinotherhouses, butinVillaVillekullatheyshoneon. ItsohappenedthatPippiwaslearningtodancetheshottische, andshedidn’twanttogotobeduntilshewassureshecoulddoit. Atlast,however,thelightswentoutinthewindowsofVillaVillekullatoo. 

           ThetrampswaitedquiteawhileuntiltheyweresureMr.Nilssonwouldhavegonetosleep. Atlasttheycreptquietlyuptothekitchendoorandpreparedtoopenitwiththeirburglartools. Meanwhileoneofthem—hisname,asamatteroffact,wasBloom—justhappenedtofeelthedoorknob. Thedoorwasnotlocked! 

           "Well,somepeoplearesmart!"hewhisperedtohiscompanion."thedoorisopen!" 

           "Somuchthebetterforus,"answeredhiscompanion,ablack-hairedmancalledThunder-Karlssonbythosewhoknewhim. Thunder-Karlssonturnedonhispocketflashlight, andtheycreptintothekitchen. Therewasnoonethere. InthenextroomwasPippi’sbed,andtherealsostoodMr.Nilsson’slittledollbed. 

           Thunder-Karlssonopenedthedoorandlookedaroundcarefully. Everythingwasquietasheplayedhisflashlightaroundtheroom. WhenthelighttouchedPippi’sbedthetwotrampswereamazedtoseenothingbutapairoffeetonthepillow. Pippi,asusual,hadherheadunderthecoversatthefootofthebed. 

           "Thatmustbethegirl,"whisperedThunder-KarlssontoBloom. "Andnodoubtshesleepssoundly. ButwhereintheworldisNilsson,doyousuppose?" 

           "Mr.Nilsson,ifyouplease,"camePippi’scalmvoicefromunderthecovers. "Mr.Nilssonisinthelittlegreendollbed."