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Authors: Suzy Kline
Horrible Harry and the Dungeon (5 page)
“I know,” Miss Mackle said. “Song Lee is always gentle with living things. And ... she tells the truth.”
This time, I thought, it just happened to be twenty-four hours later.
Everyone watched the teacher go to her desk and write a note.
“Please take this down to the Suspension Room, Doug, and bring Harry back.”
“Yes!” I shouted. And I flew out the door.
This time Mr. Cardini didn't see me, so I kept running.
When I got downstairs to the gym, I could see that the Suspension Room door was closed.
I hurried by the kids taking turns walking on the balance beam.
Then I stopped at the far door and knocked.
Mr. Skooghammer answered, read the note, and let me in.
I took a quick look around.
One small room.
With no windows.
Just gray walls.
And a cement floor.
Signs said:
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NO TALKING.
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YOU MUST STAY IN YOUR SEAT AT ALL TIMES.
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ONE BATHROOM BREAK IN THE MORNING AND IN THE AFTERNOON ONLY.
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LUNCH WILL BE EATEN IN THIS ROOM. SILENTLY.
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All those signs gave me the shivers!
Three boys were sitting at desks facing different walls.
Harry was one of them.
“Well, Harry,” Mr. Skooghammer said. “You're free to go back to your class now.”
When I looked at Harry, I expected a big smile and a high five.
But there was just a frown.
“Can't I stay until the bell, Mr. Skooghammer?” he asked. “Please?”
I couldn't believe my ears. Harry wanted to stay in this
Dungeon!
Dungeon!
“Look, Doug,” Harry said. “I understand hard math now. We counted the spirals on a pineapple and on pine cones.”
So that's what was prickly in Mr. Skooghammer's black bag! I thought.
“Mr. Skooghammer is studying to be a math teacher. He showed us all kinds of neat things. Did you know daisies usually have 21 or 34 petals? It's called the Fibonacci Sequence.”
I looked at all the stuff on the table in the middle of the room. They sure did a lot of math.
“Mr. Skooghammer said we could play Catch-the-Stars at the end of the day because no one fooled around, and we all got our work done.”
I noticed Mr. Skooghammer had a beanbag with stars on it in his hand.
I couldn't believe it.
Who else could have fun doing math in a dungeon but
Harry!
Harry!
He always did like horrible things.
When I got back to class, I handed Miss Mackle another note.
“He's staying until the bell?” Miss Mackle asked.
I nodded.
Then I looked at Song Lee. “Don't worry about Harry. He's fine.”
Song Lee had the biggest smile. “Our handicapped butterfly is fine, too. He flew out window! He was just not ready for freedom yet.”
I smiled.
Neither was Harry.
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