Карлсон, который живет на крыше

           Hechewedeagerly,andwhenhehadeateneverybitofthebarhelaybackagainstthepillowsandsighedheavily."Ipityallsickpeople,"hesaid."Ipityme!Ofcourse,IcouldtrytakingadoubledoseofCure-AllMedicine,butIdon’tsupposeforamomentthatitwouldhelp."

           "Oh,yes,Ithinkadoublewouldhelp,"saidEricquickly."Shallwebet?"

           Ericcouldbecunning,too.HedidnotatallthinkthatKarlsson’stemperaturewouldbecuredevenbyatripledoseofCure-AllMedicine,buthewantedtoloseabetsothathemighthavethelastbarofchocolateifKarlssonwon.

           "Idon’tmindbetting,"saidKarlsson."Youmixadoubledose!Whenit’samatteroftemperatureyoushouldn’tleaveastoneunturned.Wecantry!"

           EricmixedadoubledoseofthemedicineandladleditintoKarlsson,whowillinglygapedandswallowedallofit.

           Thentheysatstillandwaited.AfterhalfaminuteKarlssonleapedoutofbed,beamingwithjoy."Amiraclehashappened!"heshouted."Mytemperature’sgone!You’vewonagain.Handmethebarofchocolate!"

           Ericsighedandhandedoverthelastbar.Karlssonlookedathimdisapprovingly.

           "Sourpusseslikeyoushouldneverbet,"hesaid,"butonlypeoplelikemewhowalkaroundlikelittleraysofsunshinewhetherwewinorlose."

           Therewassilenceforatime,exceptforthenoiseofKarlssonmunchingchocolate.Thenhesaid,"Butsinceyou’resuchagreedylittleboy,Isupposewe’dbettersharetherestlikebrothers.Haveyougotanycandiesleft?"

           Ericfeltinhispocket.