Today is Thursday.
When Mighty Adolf came rushing at her for the third time, Pippi lifted him high in the air and, with her arm straight above her, carried him clear around the ring. Then she laid him down on the mat again and held them there. She told him that she didn’t think they would bother about this any more and they would never have fun than they had already. All the people cried that Pippi was the winner. Mighty Adolf stole out as fast as he could, and the ringmaster had to go up and hand Pippi the hundred dollars, although he looked as if he’d much prefer to eat her. Pippi scornfully said to him that she didn’t know what she would want with that old piece of paper. And she asked him to take it and use it to fry herring on if he wanted to. Then she went back to her seat. She said to Tommy and Annika that it was certainly a long surkus and she thought she would take a little snooze, but they could wake her if they needed her help about anything else. And then she lay back in her chair and went to sleep at once. There she lay and snored while the clowns, the sword swallowers, and the snake charmers did their tricks for Tommy and Annika and all the rest of the people at the circus.
