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‘I couldn’t sleep a wink last night,’ he complained. ‘Every time I was about to fall
          asleep, the bedclothes would be pulled off the bed. I had to get up at least a dozen times
          to pick them off the floor.’ He stared balefully at me. ‘Where were you sleeping last

          night, young man?’

          I had an alibi. ‘In Grandfather’s room,’ I said.                             Apart from the
                                                                                       peepul tree, which
          ‘That’s right,’ said Grandfather. ‘And I’m a light sleeper.                  other trees are
                                                                                                        Just a Minute!
          I’d have woken up if he’d been sleep-walking.’                               considered holy?
          ‘It’s that ghost from the peepul tree,’ said Grandmother.

          ‘It has moved into the house. First my spectacles, then the sweet-peas, and
          now Ken’s bedclothes! What will it be up to next? I wonder!’

          We did not have to wonder for long. There followed a series of disasters. Vases fell off
          tables, pictures came down the walls. Parrot feathers turned up in the teapot while the

          parrot himself let out indignant squawks
          in the middle of the night. Uncle Ken
          found a crow’s nest in his bed, and on
          tossing it out of the window was
          attacked by two crows.


          When Aunt Minnie came to stay, things
          got worse. The Pret seemed to take an
          immediate dislike to Aunt Minnie. She
          was a nervous, easily excitable person,

          just the right sort of prey for a spiteful
          ghost. Somehow her toothpaste got
          switched with a tube of Grandfather’s
          shaving-cream, and when she appeared in

          the sitting-room, foaming at the mouth, we
          ran for our lives. Uncle Ken was shouting
          that she’d got rabies.
                                                                 balefully: when someone looks at you in a way that
          Two days later Aunt Minnie complained                  makes you feel scared or worried

          that she had been hit on the nose by a                 alibi: a proof to prove someone's innocence
                                                                 sleep-walking: when someone walks around while
          grapefruit, which had of its own accord                still sleeping
          taken a leap from the pantry shelf and                 indignant: when you feel angry or upset because you
                                                                 think something is unfair
          hurtled across the room straight at her. A             excitable: to become really happy or energetic about
          bruised and swollen nose testified to the              something
                                                                 spiteful: mean or hurtful
          attack. Aunt Minnie swore that life had                rabies: a very serious illness that can make animals
          been more peaceful in Upper Burma.                     act strangely and can be dangerous to people
                                                                 hurtled: when something moves very fast

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