Horrid Henry and the Secret Club

Horrid Henry and the Secret Club “ Halt! Who goes there?” " Me. " “ Who's me?” said Moody Margaret. “ ME! ” said Sour Susan. “ What's the password?" “ Uhhhh. . . ” Sour Susan paused. What was the password? She thought and thought and thought. “ Potatoes?” Margaret sighed loudly. Why was she friends with such a stupid person?

“ No it isn’t. ” “ Yes it is, " said Susan. “ Potatoes was last week's password, " said Margaret. “ No it wasn't. " “ Yes it was, ” said Moody Margaret. “ It's my club and I decide. " There was a long pause. “ All right, ” said Susan sourly. “ What is the password?" “ I don't know if I'm going to tell you, " said Margaret. “ I could be giving away a big secret to the enemy. " “ But I'm not the enemy, " said Susan. “ I'm Susan. ” “ Shhhh! ” said Margaret. “ We don't want Henry to find out who's in the secret club. "

Susan looked quickly over her shoulder. The enemy was nowhere to be seen. She whistled twice. “ All clear, ” said Sour Susan. “ Now let me in. ” Moody Margaret thought for a moment. Letting someone in without the password broke the first club rule. “ Prove to me you're Susan, and not the enemy pretending to be Susan, " said Margaret. “ You know it's me, " wailed Susan. “ Prove it. " Susan stuck her foot into the tent. “ I'm wearing the black patent leather shoes with the blue flowers I always wear. " “ No good, ” said Margaret. “ The enemy could have stolen them. ” " I'm speaking with Susan's voice and I look like Susan, " said Susan.

“ No good, ” said Margaret. “ The enemy could be a master of disguise. " Susan stamped her foot. “ And I know that you were the one who pinched Helen and I'm going to tell Miss. . . " “ Come closer to the tent flap, " said Margaret. Susan bent over. “ Now listen to me, " said Margaret. “ Because I'm only going to tell you once. When a secret club member wants to come in they say ‘NUNGA. ’Anyone inside answers back, ‘Nunga Nu. ’ That's how I know it's you and you know it's me. " “ Nunga, ” said Sour Susan. “ Nunga Nu, ” said Moody Margaret. “ Enter. ”

Susan entered the club. She gave the secret handshake, sat down on her box and sulked. “ You knew it was me all along, " said Susan. Margaret scowled at her. “ That's not the point. If you don't want to obey the club rules you can leave. " Susan didn't move. “ Can I have a biscuit?" she said. Margaret smiled graciously. “ Have two, " she said. “ Then we'll get down to business. "