Volume 1 Whops and Clobber R Humphries - The Woody Back to ...

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"It is difficult to know where to begin, Morton,"
she said slowly. "There must be some explanation for
an act of such indescribable vandalism."
Deborah returned the Grand Dame’s gimlet
glare unflinchingly. "It was a prank, Ma’am."
"A prank, Morton? You leave a terrified pony in
the Science lab, expensive equipment has been
damaged, the laboratory will be a health hazard for
days, and you call it a prank?"
"I didn't mean to scare the pony, Ma’am."
"You take a pony into strange surroundings
and you don't think that's cruel?"
"I brought it oats and hay, Ma’am."
The Grand Dame let out a disgusted sigh. She
suddenly stood up and leant forward across the desk.
"It was the most stupid, cruel and thoughtless
act that I have ever heard of!" she bellowed. "I ought
to have you in front of a special parole board this very
minute! I could have you put back several years!"
Deborah didn't flinch, "I'm sorry I scared the
pony and I'm sorry about the damage, but it was still
a prank...Ma’am," she said firmly.
The Grand Dame slammed her hand on the
desk. "I’m sure you're sorry now but not half as sorry
as you're going to be!" Unflinchingly Deborah
continued to stare steadily back at Ms Lawton. Their
eyes held for a short moment, the Grand Dame’s filled
with anger, Deborah's non-committal.
Finally the Grand Dame sat down. Deborah's
icy calm was beginning to disconcert her.
Ms Lawton leaned forward in her seat, placed
her elbows on the desk and rested her chin on the
back of her hands. She breathed deeply. She waited
for her fury to subside.