Карлсон, который живет на крыше

           ButhethoughtthatassoonashesawMommyhewouldtellherthatsensiblediscussionswerenotabitofgoodwhenyouwantedtodecidewhowasright.

           Heputhishandsintohisemptypockets.Oh,good!Hefeltthereanothertoffeewhichhehadoverlookedbefore.Alargechewy,scrumptioustoffee.Ericlaughed.

           "IbetyouI’vegotanothertoffee,"hesaid."AndIbetIshalleatitupinnotime,"hesaid,quicklypoppingthetoffeeintohismouth.

           Karlssonsatdownonthebed,lookingoffended.

           "Youweretobelikeamothertome,"hesaid."Andallyoudoispushallthethingsyoucanintoyourself.Ineversawsuchagreedylittleboy."

           Hesatsilentforatime,lookingmoreannoyedthanever."Besides,youhaven’tgivenmethepennybecausemyscarftickles,"hesaid.

           "Butyou’renotwearingascarf,"saidEric.

           "Thereisn’tascarfinthewholehouse,"saidKarlsson,grumpily."Butiftherehadbeenone,I’dhavebeenwearingit,anditwouldhavetickled,andthenIwouldhavehadapenny."

           HelookedpleadinglyatEric,andhiseyesfilledwithtears."ShouldIhavetosufferonlybecausethere’snoscarfinthehouse?"

           Ericdidnotthinkthatheshould.SohegaveKarlsson-on-the-Roofhisverylastpenny.