“Yes,” Matilda said. “Go ahead,” Miss Honey said. Matilda read the sentence without any hesitation at all.
“That really is very good indeed,” Miss Honey said, making the understatement of her life.
“How much can you read, Matilda?” “I think I can read most things, Miss Honey,” Matilda said,
“although I’m afraid I can’t always understand the meanings.”
Miss Honey got to her feet and walked smartly out of the room, but was back in thirty seconds carrying a thick book.
She opened it at random and placed it on Matilda’s desk. “This is a book of humorous poetry,” she said.
“See if you can read that one aloud.” Smoothly, without a pause and at a nice speed, Matilda began to read:
“An epicure dining at Crewe Found a rather large mouse in his stew.”
“Cried the waiter, ‘Don’t shout And wave it about Or the rest will be wanting one too.’”
Several children saw the funny side of the rhyme and laughed.
Miss Honey said, “Do you know what an epicure is, Matilda?” “It is someone who is dainty with his eating,” Matilda said.
“That is correct,” Miss Honey said. “And do you happen to know what that particular type of poetry is called?”
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