“It must,” Miss Honey said. “And how fast do you think a hedgehog's heart beats?” Matilda asked.
“Tell me,” Miss Honey said, smiling again. “It's not as fast as a mouse,” Matilda said. “It's three hundred times a minute.”
“But even so, you wouldn't have thought it went as fast as that in a creature that moves so slowly, would you, Miss Honey?”
“I certainly wouldn't,” Miss Honey said. “Tell me one more.”
“A horse,” Matilda said. “That's really slow. It's only forty times a minute.”
This child, Miss Honey told herself, seems to be interested in everything. When one is with her it is impossible to be bored. I love it.
The two of them stayed sitting and talking in the kitchen for an hour or so longer,
and then, at about six o'clock, Matilda said goodnight
and set out to walk home to her parent's house, which was about an eight-minute journey away.
When she arrived at her own gate, she saw a large black Mercedes motor-car parked outside.
She didn't take too much notice of that. There were often strange cars parked outside her father's place.
But when she entered the house, she was confronted by a scene of utter chaos.
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