obody ever saw Miss Trunchbull again after that day. She left the school and she left the village. Two days later, Miss Honey got an important-looking letter. It said; `Dear Miss Honey, Your father's will has suddenly arrived at our office by post today. Where or who did it come from? We do not know. It is a mystery. But the will says that your father's house is yours. Could you please come to our office as soon as possible?'
Miss Honey went that same day. Two weeks later, she was living in her father's beautiful old house. Matilda went there every evening after school. At school there was a new Head Teacher, and Matilda was now with the older, cleverer group of children. One evening, a few weeks later, she said, `It's very strange, Miss Honey. This morning I tried to move something with my eyes, and I couldn't do it. I don't think that I'll ever be able to do it again.'