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           "Haveanother,"theTrunchbullsaid.

           "That’senough,thankyou,"theboymurmured.

           "Isaidhaveanother,"theTrunchbullsaid,andnowtherewasanaltogethersharperedgetohervoice."Eatanotherslice!Doasyouaretold!"

           "Idon’twantanotherslice,"theboysaid.

           SuddenlytheTrunchbullexploded."Eat!"sheshouted,bangingherthighwiththeriding-crop."IfItellyoutoeat,youwilleat!Youwantedcake!Youstolecake!Andnowyou’vegotcake!What’smore,you’regoingtoeatit!Youdonotleavethisplatformandnobodyleavesthishalluntilyouhaveeatentheentirecakethatissittingthereinfrontofyou!DoImakemyselfclear,Bogtrotter?Doyougetmymeaning?"

           TheboylookedattheTrunchbull.Thenhelookeddownattheenormouscake.

           "Eat!Eat!Eat!"theTrunchbullwasyelling.

           Veryslowlytheboycuthimselfanothersliceandbegantoeatit.

           Matildawasfascinated."Doyouthinkhecandoit?"shewhisperedtoLavender.

           "No,"Lavenderwhisperedback."It’simpossible.He’dbesickbeforehewashalfwaythrough."

           Theboykeptgoing.Whenhehadfinishedthesecondslice,helookedattheTrunchbull,hesitating.

           "Eat!"sheshouted."Greedylittlethieveswholiketoeatcakemusthavecake!Eatfasterboy!Eatfaster!Wedon’twanttobehereallday!Anddon’tstoplikeyou’redoingnow!Nexttimeyoustopbeforeit’sallfinishedyou’llgostraightintoTheChokeyandIshalllockthedoorandthrowthekeydownthewell!"

           Theboycutathirdsliceandstartedtoeatit.