Матильда
The First Miracle
Hermassivebosomwasheavinginandoutandthesplashofwaterdownthefrontofitmadeadarkwetpatchthathadprobablysoakedrightthroughtoherskin.
"Whodidit?"sheroared."Comeon!Ownup!Stepforward!Youwon’tescapethistime!Whoisresponsibleforthisdirtyjob?Whopushedoverthisglass?"
Nobodyanswered.Thewholeroomremainedsilentasatomb.
"Matilda!"sheroared."Itwasyou!Iknowitwasyou!"Matilda,inthesecondrow,satverystillandsaidnothing.
Astrangefeelingofserenityandconfidencewassweepingoverherandallofasuddenshefoundthatshewasfrightenedbynobodyintheworld.WiththepowerofhereyesaloneshehadcompelledaglassofwatertotipandspillitscontentsoverthehorribleHeadmistress,andanybodywhocoulddothatcoulddoanything.
"Speakup,youclottedcarbuncle!"roaredtheTrunchbull.
"Admitthatyoudidit!"
Matildalookedrightbackintotheflashingeyesofthisinfuriatedfemalegiantandsaidwithtotalcalmness,"Ihavenotmovedawayfrommydesk,MissTrunchbull,sincethelessonbegan.Icansaynomore."
SuddenlytheentireclassseemedtoriseupagainsttheHeadmistress."Shedidn’tmove!"theycriedout."Matildadidn’tmove!Nobodymoved!Youmusthaveknockeditoveryourself!"
"Imostcertainlydidnotknockitovermyself!"roaredtheTrunchbull."Howdareyousuggestathinglikethat!Speakup,MissHoney!Youmusthaveseeneverything!Whoknockedovermyglass?"
"Noneofthechildrendid,MissTrunchbull,"MissHoneyanswered
