Матильда
The Trunchbull
"Don’tbeatwerp,MissHoney!Youhavemetthelittlebeastforonlyhalfanhourandherfatherhasknownherallherlife!"
ButMissHoneywasdeterminedtohavehersayandshenowbegantodescribesomeoftheamazingthingsMatildahaddonewitharithmetic.
"Soshe’slearntafewtablesbyheart,hasshe?"MissTrunchbullbarked."Mydearwoman,thatdoesn’tmakeheragenius!Itmakesheraparrot!"
"ButHeadmistressshecanread."
"SocanI,"MissTrunchbullsnapped.
"Itismyopinion",MissHoneysaid,"thatMatildashouldbetakenoutofmyformandplacedimmediatelyinthetopformwiththeeleven-year-olds."
"Ha!"snortedMissTrunchbull."Soyouwanttogetridofher,doyou?Soyoucan’thandleher?SonowyouwanttounloadherontothewretchedMissPlimsollinthetopformwhereshewillcauseevenmorechaos?"
"No,no!"criedMissHoney."Thatisnotmyreasonatall!"
"Oh,yesitis!"shoutedMissTrunchbull."Icanseerightthroughyourlittleplot,madam!Andmyanswerisno!Matildastayswheresheisanditisuptoyoutoseethatshebehavesherself."
"ButHeadmistress,please..."
"Notanotherword!"shoutedMissTrunchbull."Andinanycase,Ihavearuleinthisschoolthatallchildrenremainintheirownagegroupsregardlessofability.GreatScott,I’mnothavingalittlefive-year-oldbrigandsittingwiththeseniorgirlsandboysinthetopform.Whoeverheardofsuchathing!"
MissHoneystoodtherehelplessbeforethisgreatred-neckedgiant.Therewasalotmoreshewouldliketohavesaidbutsheknewitwasuseless
