Olive didnât dare to argue. But as the girl turned away, her eye caught Juneâs and she saw the glint of malice there. Suddenly she realised the truth. June was responsible for the mouse being in her desk. And June must haveremoved it. But where was the creature now? Oliveâs eyes fell on the suspicious-looking bulge in Juneâs pocket, and she thought that she saw a slight movement. So that was it, she thought, her eyes narrowing. June had somehow managed to slip the mouse into her pocket. Olive opened her mouth to tell Miss Tallant what had happened, but June hissed, under her breath, âIf you sneak it will be the worse for you.â
She sounded so menacing that Olive felt quite alarmed. Sneaks were not looked upon favourably at any school, she knew that. And there was no point in making her life at Malory Towers any more difficult than it already was. So Olive shut her mouth, said nothing and turned to the task of putting her things back in her desk.
June, meanwhile, went back to her place, winking at the others, who grinned back at her. âOlive!â snapped Miss Tallant. âCome and see me when you have finished your lunch.â
âYes, Miss Tallant,â said Olive bleakly. What a beastly school this was!
âThat was simply marvellous, June,â laughed Felicity, as the fourth formers made their way down the corridor after the lesson.
âYes, and now I had better get this little fellow back to his home,â said June, taking the mouse from her pocket and stroking him with one finger. âUnless, of course, you want to do it, Olive?â
Olive scowled, then, as June held the mouse out towards her, gave a squeal and ran off down the corridor,the laughter of the fourth formers following her.
âServes her jolly well right!â said Nora. âLetâs hope that she will think twice before laughing when one of us gets scolded now!â
Sylvia, who had watched in amazement as June produced the mouse from her pocket, said now, âSo there was a mouse, after all! But why did June pretend that she couldnât find it? I donât understand.â
âIt was a trick, Sylvia,â explained Pam patiently. âTo pay Olive back for all the times she has crowed over other people when they have got into trouble.â
âOh,â said Sylvia rather blankly. âI do hope that June is going to own up to Miss Tallant.â
âOf course sheâs not, idiot,â said Freddie scornfully. âThe whole idea was to teach Olive a lesson. And that is exactly what we have done!â
âIt seems rather mean to me,â said Sylvia, with a frown. âI really thinkâ¦â
âSylvia, if youâre thinking of sneaking to Miss Tallant, donât!â Susan warned her. âBecause we donât take kindly to sneaks at Malory Towers, and if you arenât careful you might find that you become just as unpopular as Olive!â
âI wouldnât dream of sneaking,â said Sylvia stiffly, her rosy complexion turning even redder. âI just think that June ought to be persuaded to own up. If I were head-girlââ
âWell, youâre not,â Felicity interrupted rudely. âSusan is, and she agrees that Olive needed to be taught a lesson.â
âWe all agreed,â said Susan, glaring at Sylvia. âOf course,if you want to go against the whole form, that is quite up to you, Sylvia.â
But Sylvia didnât want to do anything of the sort. She so badly wanted to fit in at Malory Towers and make friends. At once she said, âNaturally, I shall go along with what the rest of the form decides. I donât like Olive any more than you do, you know, but I think that I would have chosen a different way of dealing with her. Iâm not awfully fond of jokes and tricks, you see.â
âHow odd!â exclaimed Bonnie. âThatâs rather a shame, because we play quite a lot of them in
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