The Snatch Under the blanket, Sophie waited. And there she crouched, still as a mouse, and tingling all over. She flew across the dormitory and jumped into her bed and hid under the blanket. Sophie gave a yelp and pulled back from the window. There was a fierce and devilish look about them. The nose was as sharp as a knife, and above the nose there were two bright flashing eyes, and the eyes were staring straight at Sophie. Pale wrinkly face with the most enormous ears. ‘I think you’d better sit down at once! You look as though you’re going to faint! You really mustn’t take it so hard just because I’ve had an awful dream.’ ‘That… that… that isn’t the reason, ma’am.’ The maid’s voice was ‘Mary!’ the famous voice was saying rather sharply. ‘Mary! You’ve gone as white as a sheet! Are you feeling ill?’ There was suddenly a crash and a clatter of crockery which could only have meant that the tray the maid was carrying had fallen out of her hands. But why the silence? Why didn’t the other one, the maid, why didn’t she say something? ‘What on earth’s the matter, Mary?’ the famous voice was saying. It was only a dream, ma’am.’ ‘ Do you know what I dreamt, Mary? I dreamt that girls and boys were being snatched out of their beds at boarding-school and were being eaten by the most ghastly giants! The giants were putting their arms in through the dormitory windows and plucking the children out with their fingers! One lot from a girls’ school and another from a boys’ school! It was all so… so vivid, Mary! It was so real!’ There was a silence. ‘Whatever is it, ma’am?’ ‘ I’ve just had the most frightful dream! It was a nightmare! It was awful!’ ‘Oh, I am sorry, ma’am.
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