She closed her eyes and kept them closed for quite a while, and when she opened them again it seemed as though she had gathered herself together.
“Would you like to come back and have tea at my cottage?” she asked.
“Oh, I'd love to,” Matilda said. “Good. Gather up your things and I'll meet you outside in a couple of minutes.”
“You won't tell anyone about this... this thing that I did, will you, Miss Honey?” “I wouldn't dream of it,” Miss Honey said.
Miss Honey's Cottage
Miss Honey joined Matilda outside the school gates and the two of them walked in silence through the village High Street.
They passed the greengrocer with his window full of apples and oranges,
and the butcher with bloody lumps of meat on display and naked chickens hanging up,
and the small bank, and the grocery store and the electrical shop,
and then they came out at the other side of the village on to the narrow country road where there were no people any more and very few motor-cars.
And now that they were alone, Matilda all of a sudden became wildly animated.
It seemed as though a valve had burst inside her and a great gush of energy was being released.
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