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"
That
’
s
all
right
,
"
Matilda
said
.
In
her
wisdom
she
seemed
to
be
aware
of
the
delicacy
of
the
situation
and
she
was
taking
great
care
not
to
say
anything
to
embarrass
her
companion
.
"
Let
’
s
have
it
in
the
sitting
-
room
,
"
Miss
Honey
said
,
picking
up
the
tray
and
leading
the
way
out
of
the
kitchen
and
down
the
dark
little
tunnel
into
the
room
at
the
front
.
Matilda
followed
her
,
but
just
inside
the
doorway
of
the
so
-
called
sitting
-
room
she
stopped
and
stared
around
her
in
absolute
amazement
.
The
room
was
as
small
and
square
and
bare
as
a
prison
cell
.
The
pale
daylight
that
entered
came
from
a
single
tiny
window
in
the
front
wall
,
but
there
were
no
curtains
.
The
only
objects
in
the
entire
room
were
two
upturned
wooden
boxes
to
serve
as
chairs
and
a
third
box
between
them
for
a
table
.
That
was
all
.
There
were
no
pictures
on
the
walls
,
no
carpet
on
the
floor
,
only
rough
unpolished
wooden
planks
,
and
there
were
gaps
between
the
planks
where
dust
and
bits
of
grime
had
gathered
.
The
ceiling
was
so
low
that
with
a
jump
Matilda
could
nearly
touch
it
with
her
finger
-
tips
.
The
walls
were
white
but
the
whiteness
didn
’
t
look
like
paint
.
Matilda
rubbed
her
palm
against
it
and
a
white
powder
came
off
on
to
her
skin
.
It
was
whitewash
,
the
cheap
stuff
that
is
used
in
cowsheds
and
stables
and
hen
-
houses
.
Matilda
was
appalled
.
Was
this
really
where
her
neat
and
trimly
-
dressed
school
teacher
lived
?
Was
this
all
she
had
to
come
back
to
after
a
day
’
s
work
?
It
was
unbelievable
.
And
what
was
the
reason
for
it
?
There
was
something
very
strange
going
on
around
here
,
surely
.
Miss
Honey
put
the
tray
on
one
of
the
upturned
boxes
.
"
Sit
down
,
my
dear
,
sit
down
,
"
she
said
,
"
and
we
’
ll
have
a
nice
hot
cup
of
tea
.
Help
yourself
to
bread
.
Both
slices
are
for
you
.
I
never
eat
anything
when
I
get
home
.
I
have
a
good
old
tuck
-
in
at
the
school
lunch
and
that
keeps
me
going
until
the
next
morning
.
"
Matilda
perched
herself
carefully
on
an
upturned
box
and
more
out
of
politeness
than
anything
else
she
took
a
slice
of
bread
and
margarine
and
started
to
eat
it
.
At
home
she
would
have
been
having
buttered
toast
and
strawberry
jam
and
probably
a
piece
of
sponge
-
cake
to
round
it
off
.
And
yet
this
was
somehow
far
more
fun
.
There
was
a
mystery
here
in
this
house
,
a
great
mystery
,
there
was
no
doubt
about
that
,
and
Matilda
was
longing
to
find
out
what
it
was
.
Miss
Honey
poured
the
tea
and
added
a
little
milk
to
both
cups
.
She
appeared
to
be
not
in
the
least
ill
at
ease
sitting
on
an
upturned
box
in
a
bare
room
and
drinking
tea
out
of
a
mug
that
she
balanced
on
her
knee
.
"
You
know
,
"
she
said
,
"
I
’
ve
been
thinking
very
hard
about
what
you
did
with
that
glass
.
It
is
a
great
power
you
have
been
given
,
my
child
,
you
know
that
.
"
"
Yes
,
Miss
Honey
,
I
do
,
"
Matilda
said
,
chewing
her
bread
and
margarine
"
So
far
as
I
know
,
"
Miss
Honey
went
on
,
"
nobody
else
in
the
history
of
the
world
has
been
able
to
compel
an
object
to
move
without
touching
it
or
blowing
on
it
or
using
any
outside
help
at
all
.
"
