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"
We
’
re
off
,
"
Mr
.
Wormwood
said
,
not
looking
up
.
"
We
’
re
leaving
for
the
airport
in
half
an
hour
so
you
’
d
better
get
packed
.
Your
brother
’
s
upstairs
all
ready
to
go
.
Get
a
move
on
,
girl
!
Get
going
!
"
"
Off
?
"
Matilda
cried
out
.
"
Where
to
?
"
"
Spain
,
"
the
father
said
.
"
It
’
s
a
better
climate
than
this
lousy
country
.
"
"
Spain
!
"
Matilda
cried
.
"
I
don
’
t
want
to
go
to
Spain
!
I
love
it
here
and
I
love
my
school
!
"
"
Just
do
as
you
’
re
told
and
stop
arguing
,
"
the
father
snapped
.
"
I
’
ve
got
enough
troubles
without
messing
about
with
you
!
"
"
But
daddy
.
.
.
"
Matilda
began
.
"
Shut
up
!
"
the
father
shouted
.
"
We
’
re
leaving
in
thirty
minutes
!
I
’
m
not
missing
that
plane
!
"
"
But
how
long
for
,
daddy
?
"
Matilda
cried
.
"
When
are
we
coming
back
?
"
"
We
aren
’
t
,
"
the
father
said
.
"
Now
beat
it
!
I
’
m
busy
!
"
Matilda
turned
away
from
him
and
walked
out
through
the
open
front
-
door
.
As
soon
as
she
was
on
the
road
she
began
to
run
.
She
headed
straight
back
towards
Miss
Honey
’
s
house
and
she
reached
it
in
less
than
four
minutes
.
She
flew
up
the
drive
and
suddenly
she
saw
Miss
Honey
in
the
front
garden
,
standing
in
the
middle
of
a
bed
of
roses
doing
something
with
a
pair
of
clippers
.
