Mr. Crossly suddenly wondered why he was why he was worrying about the note. It was only a joke, after all. He cleared his throat. Everyone looked up hopefully. 'Somebody,' said Mr. Crossly, 'seems to have sent me a Halloween message.' And he read out the note: 'SOMEONE IN THIS CLASS IS A WITCH.'6B thought this was splendid news. Hands shot up all over the room like a bed of beansprouts.' It's me, Mr. Crossly!'' Mr. Crossly, I'm the witch!'' Can I be the witch, Mr. Crossly?'' Me, Mr. Crossly, me, me, me!

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