The Names

           "MissTrunchbull!"Matildacried,jumpingaboutafootintheair."Youmeansheisyouraunt?Shebroughtyouup?"

           "Yes,"MissHoneysaid.

           "Nowonderyouwereterrified!"Matildacried."Theotherdaywesawhergrabagirlbythepigtailsandthrowherovertheplaygroundfence!"

           "Youhaven’tseenanything,"MissHoneysaid."Aftermyfatherdied,whenIwasfiveandahalf,sheusedtomakemebathmyselfallalone.AndifshecameupandthoughtIhadn’twashedproperlyshewouldpushmyheadunderthewaterandholditthere.Butdon’tgetmestartedonwhatsheusedtodo.Thatwon’thelpusatall."

           "No,"Matildasaid,"itwon’t."

           "Wecamehere",MissHoneysaid,"totalkaboutyouandI’vebeentalkingaboutnothingbutmyselfthewholetime.Ifeellikeafool.Iammuchmoreinterestedinjusthowmuchyoucandowiththoseamazingeyesofyours."

           "Icanmovethings,"Matildasaid."IknowIcan.Icanpushthingsover."

           "Howwouldyoulikeit",MissHoneysaid,"ifwemadesomeverycautiousexperimentstoseejusthowmuchyoucanmoveandpush?"

           Quitesurprisingly,Matildasaid,"Ifyoudon’tmind,MissHoney,IthinkIwouldrathernot.IwanttogohomenowandthinkandthinkaboutallthethingsI’veheardthisafternoon."

           MissHoneystoodupatonce."Ofcourse,"shesaid."Ihavekeptyouherefartoolong.Yourmotherwillbestartingtoworry."

           "Sheneverdoesthat,"Matildasaid,smiling."ButIwouldliketogohomenowplease,ifyoudon’tmind."

           "Comealongthen,"MissHoneysaid."I’msorryIgaveyousucharottentea."