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Matilda
had
never
before
seen
a
boy
,
or
anyone
else
for
that
matter
,
held
aloft
by
his
ears
alone
.
Like
Miss
Honey
,
she
felt
sure
both
ears
were
going
to
come
off
at
any
moment
with
all
the
weight
that
was
on
them
.
The
Trunchbull
was
shouting
,
"
The
word
’
what
’
is
spelled
W
.
.
.
H
.
.
.
A
.
.
.
T
.
Now
spell
it
,
you
little
wart
!
"
Eric
didn
’
t
hesitate
.
He
had
learned
from
watching
Rupert
a
few
minutes
before
that
the
quicker
you
answered
the
quicker
you
were
released
.
"
W
.
.
.
H
.
.
.
A
.
.
.
T
"
,
he
squealed
,
"
spells
what
!
"
Still
holding
him
by
the
ears
,
the
Trunchbull
lowered
him
back
into
his
chair
behind
his
desk
.
Then
she
marched
back
to
the
front
of
the
class
,
dusting
off
her
hands
one
against
the
other
like
someone
who
has
been
handling
something
rather
grimy
.
"
That
’
s
the
way
to
make
them
learn
,
Miss
Honey
,
"
she
said
.
"
You
take
it
from
me
,
it
’
s
no
good
just
telling
them
.
You
’
ve
got
to
hammer
it
into
them
.
There
’
s
nothing
like
a
little
twisting
and
twiddling
to
encourage
them
to
remember
things
.
It
concentrates
their
minds
wonderfully
.
"
"
You
could
do
them
permanent
damage
,
Miss
Trunchbull
,
"
Miss
Honey
cried
out
.
"
Oh
,
I
have
,
I
’
m
quite
sure
I
have
,
"
the
Trunchbull
answered
,
grinning
.
"
Eric
’
s
ears
will
have
stretched
quite
considerably
in
the
last
couple
of
minutes
!
They
’
ll
be
much
longer
now
than
they
were
before
.
There
’
s
nothing
wrong
with
that
,
Miss
Honey
.
It
’
ll
give
him
an
interesting
pixie
look
for
the
rest
of
his
life
.
"
"
But
Miss
Trunchbull
.
.
.
"
