Matilda took the knife she had been eating with, and all four of them crept towards the dining-room door, the father keeping well behind the others.
“Hullo, hullo, hullo,” came the voice again. “Come on!” Matilda cried and she burst into the room, brandishing her knife.
“Stick 'em up!” she yelled. “We've caught you!” The others followed her, waving their weapons.
Then they stopped. They stared around the room. There was no one there.
“There's no one here,” the father said, greatly relieved.
“I heard him, Harry!” the mother shrieked, still quaking. “I distinctly heard his voice! So did you!”
“I'm certain I heard him!” Matilda cried. “He's in here somewhere!” She began searching behind the sofa and behind the curtains.
Then came the voice once again, soft and spooky this time, “Rattle my bones,” it said. “Rattle my bones.”
They all jumped, including Matilda who was a pretty good actress. They stared round the room.
There was still no one there. “It's a ghost,” Matilda said. “Heaven help us!” cried the mother, clutching her husband round the neck.
“I know it's a ghost!” Matilda said. “I've heard it here before! This room is haunted! I thought you knew that.”
“Save us!” the mother screamed, almost throttling her husband.
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