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1第二篇ComingCleanOldBaggy-PantsDerekandJaneywereeatingjamroly-polyinthehallandtalkingaboutMrSuch’strousers.MrSuchwastheirteacherandheworethesametrouserstoschool,dayinanddayout.‘They’resocrumpledandbaggy,’Janeysaid.‘Andgrubbyandthick,’saidDerek.‘Likeapairofolddish-cloths.’‘Andhewearsthemallthetime.’‘Idon’tthinkhe’sgotanyothers.’‘OldBaggy-Pants,that’swhatheis,’Derekadded,stickinghisforkintohisjamroly-poly.‘Iwishhe’dgetsomenewones,’Janeysighed.AtthatmomentOldBaggy-Pantshimselfcameintothehall.Janey’smouthfellopenandDerekcouldseethemashedupjamroly-polyinside.‘What’sup?’hesaid.Janeyblinkedandpointed.TherewasMrSuchinabrandnewsuit.Aspotlesswhitesuitwithoutacreaseinit.Everyoneinthehallstoppedeatingandstaredathim.‘Carryon,everyone,’saidMrSuch,abitredintheface.’Carryoneating.’‘Wow!’saidDerek,leaningacrosshisplate.‘Helookssodifferent.’‘Helookssmart,’saidJaneyfirmly.‘Andabouttime,too.’LaterthatafternoonJaney’sclasstroopedbackimtothehallforP.E.2‘Ilikethesuit,sir,’JaneytoldMrSuchastheyfiledin.‘Thankyou,Janey.It’sforParents’Evening,really.’‘Parents’Evening?’‘Yes,Ihavetolookmybestforthat,don’tI?‘Butthat’snottillMonday,MrSuch,’Dereksaid.‘Iknowthat,Derek.I’mjustgettingusedtoit.’Whiletheyweretalking,MrsVenncameoutofthekitchenwithabowlofcustardinherarms.ShewassoshockedtoseeMrSuchinhisbrightnewsuitshegavealittlejump.‘Ohmygosh!’shecried.Shegrabbedoneofthehallcurtainstosteadyherself.Thecustardloopedintotheair,straightforMrSuch.Dereksawitcomingandsteppedsmartlyintheway.ThecustardwobbledthroughtheairandfloppedagainstDerek’svest.Everyonefellsilent.Derekstoodthere,lookingsadandstunned.Andcoveredincoldcustard.‘Welldone,Derek,’saidMrSuch.‘You’vesavedmybrandnewsuit.’Derektriedtosmilebutbythenthecustardwasoozingintohisshorts.Afterbreak,MrSuchchangedbackintohisdish-clothtrousers.‘Pleasekeepclearofthis,’hesaid,hanginghisnewsuitonthecupboarddoor.‘Keepwellclear.’ALovelygreencolourThelastlessonofthedaywasart.Theyhadtopaintinterestingfaces.Janeywasdoingamonster.Sheputblood–shotbitsinhiseyes,abolt3throughhisneckandgreenstuffcomingoutofhisnose.Shewaspleasedwiththegreenstuff,butshe’dmixeduptoomuch.SheaskedDerekifhewantedsome.‘Idon’tneedanygreenstuff,Janey,’hesaid.‘I’mdoingafootballer.’‘Well,hecouldhavegreenstuffcomingoutofhisnose,couldn’the?’shesaid.‘No,’saidDerek.‘Hecouldn’t.’‘Youcoulduseitforthebackground.Likegrass.’‘I’mnothavingmyfootballerrunningaroundongreenstufffromamonster’snose,thankyou,’saidDerek.HenudgedJaney’selbow,andgreenstuffspilledoverthedesk.Hetriedtostopittricklingontothefloor.Thenhereachedbehindhimandrubbedhishandsonthetowel.Exceptthatitwasn’tthetowel.‘Oh,’hesaidquietly.‘WhathaveIdone?’Janeycouldseewhathadhappened.DerekhadwipedhishandsonMrSuch’snewtrousers.‘You’vedoneitnow,’shesaid.‘OldBaggy-Pants’llgoupthewallwhenheseesthis.’MrSuchwasontheothersideoftheroom.Helookedupandsmiledatthem.‘Areyougettingonallright,youtwo?’heasked.‘Yes,thandyou,sir,’saidJaneybrightly.4Shedidn’tdaretellhimthetruth.Shegrabbedsomepaperandstartedtorubatthegreenmarks.‘Youdaftclod,’saidDerek,‘you’remakingthemworse.They’retwiceasbignow.’Theywere.JaneylookedatDerekandthoughthard.‘There’sonlyonethingforitnow,’shesaid.‘What’sthat?’‘Putthembackonthehanger.Thenwecancleanthemupafterschool.’WhenMrSuchcameovertolookattheirpictures,thesuitwasstillswingslightlyonthecupboarddoor.‘Oh,’hesaid.‘Ilovethatshadeofgreen,Janey.That’salovelycolour.’AthometimeMrSuchpotteredaroundforagesandwouldnotleavethemontheirown.Theystackedchairsasslowlyaschairshaveeverbeenstacked.Then,atlast,hewanderedofftothestaffroom.Derekdartedovertothesinkandturnedonthetaps.Janeygrabbedthetrousersandflungthemacrosstheroomathim.Hecaughtthemandplungedthemintthesimk.Hegrabbedaplastcbottleandsquirtedithardatthetrousers.‘Whatareyoudoing?’Janeyyelled.‘Washing-upliquid,’saidDerek.‘That’llgetstainsout.’‘That’snotwashing-upliquid,Derek.That’sglue.’AlmostatoncetheyheardMrSuchoutsidethedoor.Hecameinwearinghisanorakandcycleclips.DerekandJaneystoodsidebysideinfrontofthe5sink.‘Oh,’saidMrSuch,‘Areyoustillhere?’‘Nearlyfinished,sir,’Janeysaid,andtriedtosmile.‘Well,itlookstidytome.Ishouldrunoffhomenow.’Hewentovertothejacketonthecupboarddoor.‘Don’t,’saidDerek.‘Don’t,what?’‘Don’t,’takethesuit,’‘Whyevernot?’‘Because…because…’‘Becauseyoumightgetitdirty,’Janeysaid.‘It’llbesaferifyouleaveithere.Won’tit,Derek?Dereknodded.MrSuchlookedpuzzled.Hishandwasstillhalfwaytothejacket.‘Itmightfalloffyourbike,’Janeyadded.‘Andlandonaheapofrubbishorsomething.’MrSuchloweredhishand.‘Well,’hesaid,‘youmightberight.Idon’twantanymoreaccidents.’Whenhe’dgone,theyputthetrousersinaplasticbagandsmuggledthemofftoDerek’shouse.Theythrewthetrousersinthekitchensinkandcoveredthemwithhotwaterandwashingpowder.Theyscrubbedthemwithastiffbrush,abarofsoapandawirything.Thewaterfoamedintoapileofbubblesashighastheir6elbows.‘Isitworking?’Janeyasked.Derekflappedthebubblesoutofthewayandlookedintothesink.‘Stillgreen,’hegroaned.Theysquirtedwashing-upliquid,polishandfloorcleanerinthesink,buttheydidn’tworkeither.‘Maybeweshouldbashthemaboutlikeawashingmachine,’saidDerek.Sotheyra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