Stage Fright!

looked a ghostly green and Sophie was covered in
wrinkles. Elsa let out a further ear-piercing scream,
‘More ghosts! Aaaaaah!’
Rosalie sat stone still, too shocked to speak!
‘Elsa! Rosalie! It's only us. Sophie and Cressida.
And that isn't a ghost. It's Farmer Bagwash. And
that's just our mascot, King Arthur!’
‘Aaaaaah!’ screamed Elsa inconsolable.
‘Elsa! Please!’
At last Elsa calmed down.
‘Sophie? Cressida? Farmer Bagwash?’ she looked
from one to another. ‘No ghosts?’
‘No ghosts,’ repeated Cressida kindly.
‘King Arthur?’ said Elsa sounding alarmed again.
‘He's just our royal patron, aren't you King Arthur,’
said Sophie picking up King Arthur and putting him
on a chair to give him some royal dignity.
‘No ghosts!’ said Farmer Bagwash. ‘Worse!
Berwooomph! Wicked thieves caught red handed!’
‘Oh Farmer Bagwash! We're not thieves,’ protested
Rosalie sobbing. ‘We were only borrowing your
ladder. Please don't send us to prison.’
‘What you've done is wrong. Very wrong! Very,
very wrong! I'm afraid I'll have to inform the police
and they can deal with you.’
‘Oh please don't,’ begged Elsa, horrified. ‘We'll get
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