Матильда

           "Youdidn’tatall,"Matildasaid."Ilovedit."

           ThetwoofthemwalkedallthewaytoMatilda’shouseincompletesilence.MissHoneysensedthatMatildawanteditthatway.Thechildseemedsolostinthoughtshehardlylookedwhereshewaswalking,andwhentheyreachedthegateofMatilda’shome,MissHoneysaid,"YouhadbetterforgeteverythingItoldyouthisafternoon."

           "Iwon’tpromisetodothat,"Matildasaid,"butIwillpromisenottotalkaboutittoanyoneanymore,noteventoyou."

           "Ithinkthatwouldbewise,"MissHoneysaid.

           "Iwon’tpromisetostopthinkingaboutit,though,MissHoney,"Matildasaid."I’vebeenthinkingaboutitallthewaybackfromyourcottageandIbelieveI’vegotjustatinylittlebitofanidea."

           "Youmustn’t,"MissHoneysaid."Pleaseforgetit."

           "Iwouldliketoaskyouthreelastthingsbefore

           Istoptalkingaboutit,"Matildasaid."Pleasewillyouanswerthem,MissHoney?"

           MissHoneysmiled.Itwasextraordinary,shetoldherself,howthislittlesnippetofagirlseemedsuddenlytobetakingchargeofherproblems,andwithsuchauthority,too."Well,"shesaid,"thatdependsonwhatthequestionsare."

           "Thefirstthingisthis,"Matildasaid."WhatdidMissTrunchbullcallyourfatherwhentheywerearoundthehouseathome?"

           "I’msureshecalledhimMagnus,"MissHoneysaid."Thatwashisfirstname."

           "AndwhatdidyourfathercallMissTrunchbull?"

           "HernameisAgatha,"MissHoneysaid."That’swhathewouldhavecalledher."