Матильда
The First Miracle
Lavenderwasintherowbehindher,feelingabitguilty.Shehadn’tintendedtogetherfriendintotrouble.Ontheotherhand,shewascertainlynotabouttoownup.
’’Youareavile,repulsive,repellent,maliciouslittlebrute!"theTrunchbullwasshouting."Youarenotfittobeinthisschool!Yououghttobebehindbars,that’swhereyououghttobe!Ishallhaveyoudrummedoutofthisestablishmentinutterdisgrace!Ishallhavetheprefectschaseyoudownthecorridorandoutofthefront-doorwithhockey-sticks!Ishallhavethestaffescortyouhomeunderarmedguard!AndthenIshallmakeabsolutelysureyouaresenttoareformatoryfordelinquentgirlsfortheminimumoffortyyears!"
TheTrunchbullwasinsucharagethatherfacehadtakenonaboiledcolourandlittleflecksoffrothweregatheringatthecornersofhermouth.
Butshewasnottheonlyonewhowaslosinghercool.Matildawasalsobeginningtoseered.Shedidn’tintheleastmindbeingaccusedofhavingdonesomethingshehadactuallydone.Shecouldseethejusticeofthat.Itwas,however,atotallynewexperienceforhertobeaccusedofacrimethatshedefinitelyhadnotcommitted.Shehadhadabsolutelynothingtodowiththatbeastlycreatureintheglass.Bygolly,shethought,thatrottenTrunchbullisn’tgoingtopinthisoneonme!
"Ididnotdoit!"shescreamed.
"Ohyes,youdid!"theTrunchbullroaredback.
