11 The Turbanator!

CHAPTER 11 The Turbanator! We all pile into Jill's flying cat sleigh and fly straight to the treehouse.

We land on Madam Know-it-all's level. 'You go in first,' I say to Terry, pushing him forward. 'No, I'm scared,' he says, slipping behind me and pushing me towards the tent flap. 'You go in first.' 'I've got a better idea,' I say. 'Let's make the animals go in first!' 'Good thinking,' says Terry. 'Give me a hand with

Manny, Andy!' We're pushing Manny into the tent but Jill stops us. 'Andy and Terry!' she says. 'Stop pushing my goat!' 'But Terry pushed me,' I say. 'Andy pushed me first,' says Terry. 'Two wrongs don't make a right—and they certainly don't make a good reason to push goats!'

says Jill. 'How about we all go in together?' 'I've got a better idea,' says Madam Know-it-all, emerging from her tent. 'How about I come out since there are so many of you?' 'Madam Know-it-all!' gasps Terry in surprise. 'Yes, it is I, Madam Know-it-all. I know all and see all,' she says. 'I believe you have something you wish to ask me?'

'Well, as a matter of fact we do,' says Terry. 'Would you—' I clamp my hand across Terry's mouth.

'We didn't come to ask you anything,' I say. 'We came to tell you something. We came to tell you to leave.' 'Immediately,' says Jill. Alice and Albert nod their heads. 'Goo-goo ga-ga,' says the baby. 'Why don't you ask me to leave?' says Madam Know-it-all. 'That would be more polite.'