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"
No
,
"
Lavender
whispered
back
.
"
It
’
s
impossible
.
He
’
d
be
sick
before
he
was
halfway
through
.
"
The
boy
kept
going
.
When
he
had
finished
the
second
slice
,
he
looked
at
the
Trunchbull
,
hesitating
.
"
Eat
!
"
she
shouted
.
"
Greedy
little
thieves
who
like
to
eat
cake
must
have
cake
!
Eat
faster
boy
!
Eat
faster
!
We
don
’
t
want
to
be
here
all
day
!
And
don
’
t
stop
like
you
’
re
doing
now
!
Next
time
you
stop
before
it
’
s
all
finished
you
’
ll
go
straight
into
The
Chokey
and
I
shall
lock
the
door
and
throw
the
key
down
the
well
!
"
The
boy
cut
a
third
slice
and
started
to
eat
it
.
He
finished
this
one
quicker
than
the
other
two
and
when
that
was
done
he
immediately
picked
up
the
knife
and
cut
the
next
slice
.
In
some
peculiar
way
he
seemed
to
be
getting
into
his
stride
.
Matilda
,
watching
closely
,
saw
no
signs
of
distress
in
the
boy
yet
.
If
anything
,
he
seemed
to
be
gathering
confidence
as
he
went
along
.
"
He
’
s
doing
well
,
"
she
whispered
to
Lavender
.
"
He
’
ll
be
sick
soon
,
"
Lavender
whispered
back
.
"
It
’
s
going
to
be
horrid
.
"
When
Bruce
Bogtrotter
had
eaten
his
way
through
half
of
the
entire
enormous
cake
,
he
paused
for
just
a
couple
of
seconds
and
took
several
deep
breaths
.
The
Trunchbull
stood
with
hands
on
hips
,
glaring
at
him
.
"
Get
on
with
it
!
"
she
shouted
.
"
Eat
it
up
!
"
Suddenly
the
boy
let
out
a
gigantic
belch
which
rolled
around
the
Assembly
Hall
like
thunder
.
Many
of
the
audience
began
to
giggle
.
