Пеппи Длинныйчулок
Chapter 8
"Well,certainly,byallmeans,"saidThunder-Karlsson,abitconfused.
Pippitooksomelargescissorsandcuttheropesthatboundherguests.
"Butwedon’thaveanymusic,"shesaidinaworriedvoice. Thenshehadanidea. "Can’tyoublowonacomb?"shesaidtoBloom. "AndI’lldancewithhim"ShepointedtoThunder-Karlsson.
Oh,yes,Bloomcouldblowonacomb,allright. Andblowhedid,sothatyoucouldhearitallthroughthehouse. Mr.Nilssonsatupinbed,wide-awake,justintimetoseePippiwhirlingaroundwithThunder-Karlsson. Shewasdeadseriousanddancedasifherlifedependedonit.
AtlastBloomsaidhecouldn’tblowonthecombanylongerbecauseittickledhismouthunmercifully. AndThunder-Karlsson,whohadtrampedtheroadsallday,begantofeeltired.
"Oh,please,justalittlelonger,"beggedPippi,dancingon, andBloomandThunda-Karlssoncoulddonothingbutcontinue. AtthreeinthemorningPippisaid, "IcouldkeepondancinguntilThursday, butmaybeyou’retiredandhungry.
Thatwasexactlywhattheywere,thoughtheyhardlydaredtosayso. Pippiwenttothepantryandtookoutbreadandcheeseandbutter,hamandcoldroastandmilk; andtheysataroundthekitchentable —BloomandThunder-KarlssonandPippi—andateuntiltheywerealmostfour-cornered.
Pippipouredalittlemilkintoherear. "That’sgoodforearache,"shesaid.
"Poorthing,haveyougotanearache?"askedBloom.
"No,"saidPippi,"butImightgetone.
Finallythetwotrampsgotup,thankedPippiforthefood,andbeggedtobeallowedtosaygood-by.
