Where the inner band had stuck to the hair all around the sides and back,
she had to chop the hair off right to the skin so that he finished up with a bald white ring round his head, like some sort of a monk.
And in the front, where the band had stuck directly to the bare skin,
there remained a whole lot of small patches of brown leathery stuff that no amount of washing would get off.
At breakfast Matilda said to him, “You must try to get those bits off your forehead, daddy.
It looks as though you've got little brown insects crawling about all over you. People will think you've got lice.”
“Be quiet!” the father snapped. “Just keep your nasty mouth shut, will you!”
All in all it was a most satisfactory exercise. But it was surely too much to hope that it had taught the father a permanent lesson.
The Ghost
There was comparative calm in the Wormwood household for about a week after the Superglue episode.
The experience had clearly chastened Mr Wormwood and he seemed temporarily to have lost his taste for boasting and bullying.
Then suddenly he struck again. Perhaps he had had a bad day at the garage and had not sold enough crummy second-hand cars.
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