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As they floated down, Gus looked at the little man, who was sitting happily on the buckle of his parachute, busily polishing his blowtorch.

"You little devil!" he said, picking the gremlin up with two fingers and holding him out at arm's length. "I've a good mind to drop you. This is the second time you've ruined my airplane and nearly killed me. Why do you gremlins behave like this?"

But Gremlin Gus just scowled. "Has anyone," asked Gus, "ever done anything to hurt you? I know I haven't." A large salty tear welled out of Gremlin Gus's eye and trickled down his cheek.

"You men cut down the gremlin wood," he sniffled, "and gave the land to your giant tin birds."

"Oh – so that's the trouble! Look here – these tin birds are planes, and they're helping us fight to save our homes – and your home, too. If you help us win this fight, we'll give you gremlins the deepest wood in England for your very own. Let's join forces and fight together. Isn't that fair enough?"

But before Gremlin Gus could answer they landed right in the English Channel, and after that it took all his strength to cling onto Gus's hair, while they bobbed up and down in the chilly water for three solid hours. All that time Gus was arguing adn reasoning, and at last he won.

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