Today is Sunday.
Pippi said that it was too bad that they didn’t like their maids and they should have one like Malin. The ladies were now dressed and said a last goodbye to Mrs. Settergren. And Pippi ran up to her whispered to ask Mrs. Settergren to forgive herself because she couldn’t behave herself and then said goodbye. Then she put on her large hat and followed the ladies. Outside the gate their ways parted. Pippi went toward Villa Villekulla and the ladies in the other direction. When they had gone a little way they heard someone painting behind them. It was Pippi who had come racing back. She said to them that they could imagine that grandmother had mourned when she had lost Malin. Pippi left, and the ladies hurried on, but when they had gone a couple of hundred feet, they heard Pippi, from far off, yelling at the top of her lungs that Malin had never swept under the beds.
