Today is Monday.
Thunder Karlsson lighted his pocket torch, and they crept into the kitchen. There was no one there. In the next room was Pippi’s bed, and there also stood Mr. Nilsson’s little doll bed. Thunder Karlsson opened the door and looked around carefully. Everything was quiet as he played his torch around the room. When the light touched Pippi’s bed the two tramps were amazed to see nothing but a pair of feet on the pillow. Pippi, as usual, had her head under the covers at the foot of the bed. Thunder Karlsson whispered to Bloom that that must be the girl and no doubt she slept soundly, and Thunder Karlsson asked Bloom where in the world Nilsson was. Pippi’s calm voice came from under the covers that Mr. Nilsson was in the little green doll bed. The tramps were so startled that they almost rushed out at once, but then it suddenly dawned on them what Pippi had said. That Mr. Nilsson was lying in a doll’s bed! And now in the light of torch they could see the little bed and the tiny monkey lying in it. They couldn’t help laughing.
