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Matilda
said
.
There
was
another
silence
.
The
father
’
s
face
was
beginning
to
go
dark
red
.
"
I
’
m
sure
it
’
s
right
,
"
Matilda
said
.
"
You
.
.
.
you
little
cheat
!
"
the
father
suddenly
shouted
,
pointing
at
her
with
his
finger
.
"
You
looked
at
my
bit
of
paper
!
You
read
it
off
from
what
I
’
ve
got
written
here
!
"
"
Daddy
,
I
’
m
the
other
side
of
the
room
,
"
Matilda
said
"
How
could
I
possibly
see
it
?
"
"
Don
’
t
give
me
that
rubbish
!
"
the
father
shouted
.
"
Of
course
you
looked
!
You
must
have
looked
!
No
one
in
the
world
could
give
the
right
answer
just
like
that
,
especially
a
girl
!
You
’
re
a
little
cheat
,
madam
,
that
’
s
what
you
are
!
A
cheat
and
a
liar
!
"
At
that
point
,
the
mother
came
in
carrying
a
large
tray
on
which
were
the
four
suppers
.
This
time
it
was
fish
and
chips
which
Mrs
.
Wormwood
had
picked
up
in
the
fish
and
chip
shop
on
her
way
home
from
bingo
.
It
seemed
that
bingo
afternoons
left
her
so
exhausted
both
physically
and
emotionally
that
she
never
had
enough
energy
left
to
cook
an
evening
meal
.
So
if
it
wasn
’
t
TV
dinners
it
had
to
be
fish
and
chips
.
"
What
are
you
looking
so
red
in
the
face
about
,
Harry
?
"
she
said
as
she
put
the
tray
down
on
the
coffee
-
table
.
"
Your
daughter
’
s
a
cheat
and
a
liar
,
"
the
father
said
,
taking
his
plate
of
fish
and
placing
it
on
his
knees
.
"
Turn
the
telly
on
and
let
’
s
not
have
any
more
talk
.
"
There
was
no
doubt
in
Matilda
’
s
mind
that
this
latest
display
of
foulness
by
her
father
deserved
severe
punishment
,
and
as
she
sat
eating
her
awful
fried
fish
and
fried
chips
and
ignoring
the
television
,
her
brain
went
to
work
on
various
possibilities
.
By
the
time
she
went
up
to
bed
her
mind
was
made
up
.
