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Irene better hurry up and cure herself of sleepwalking...

I can't take this much longer.

Careful, you'll get yourself an order mark.

But how else can I stop her?

I don't wanna listen to this racket on my birthday.

It's your birthday?

Look.

Whoa, it went right up her nose.

What is that?

Matron, did you smell the ghost?

I think it's Lady Jane. She's here!

There's no such thing as ghosts, silly girl!

Oh, come on, stop revising. Get dressed. The exam isn't for ages.

It's tomorrow.

Well, like I said, ages.

Hurry up, there's a surprise at breakfast.

I don't want anyone to miss it.

It's a hamper.

It's a card.

Come on, Alicia, please.

- What's in it? - I'll do it.

Oh, my giddy aunt.

What did you just say?

This must be worth two weeks' ration coupons.

I can't believe Darrell stayed in the dorm.

Imagine revising when you could be...

Ah, smelling custard creams.

It's sherbet, tinned pears, and sardines.

Actually, sardines?

Oh, my, there's a cake.

- Fruit cake. - Alright, alright, listen up.

Midnight feast tonight.

Brilliant.

I'll go tell Darrell.

Bet she can't wait to have her first North Tower midnight feast.

What do you mean you can't come?

I have to do well in this exam, that means I have to sleep.

But you've been working like a Trojan, getting up early every...

I just can't, I promised myself I'd try my absolute best, sorry.

Oh, let Darrell be boring if she wants.

Maybe Darrell's being "boring" because your parents

get the exam mark at the open day next week.

So if you've been, say, stupidly bragging

you're top of form they will find out.

What?

Good luck, Gwen!

Right. Darrell, you're not really gonna stay in bed tonight, are you?

Come on.

Miss Potts!

Miss Potts!

Miss Potts.

A quick word?

As long as it is.

It's just, well, I'm not doing as well as I should be...

academically.

And that's my old governess' fault, not yours.

It's been very hard for me being so behind.

What's this about, Gwen?

The exam tomorrow.

I think I need some more time to catch up

before I do a formal exam with public results.

I see.

I'm mostly thinking of you, Miss Potts.

A bad mark would reflect badly on my teachers.

I'll cope.

You are going to do the exam, Gwen.

- It'll be good for you. - But...

Alicia, I said I'm sorry.

It's fine, really.

I'm sorry for asking. I just thought we were friends.

- We are! - Well, I'm not sure

I wanna be friends with such a try-hard.

Girls! What's in there?

Oh, I see.

- Well, I will take this. - No!

Yes. You silly girls will just eat it all, make yourselves sick.

I'll keep it in the San and dole it out sensibly as I see fit.

But that's not fair.

It's Alicia's birthday present.

Happy birthday.

That's the end of my birthday fun.

It's so unfair. We should just go get it back.

That would be amazing.

How?

I don't know.

Better be quick or Matron will have gobbled the whole lot.

- She wouldn't. - She scarfed those candies

my brother sent, didn't she?

I might have an idea but we'll need a diversion.

- Leave that to me. - Ah, can I help?

Can I, can I?

No one ever involves me in this sort of stuff.

Let's do it.

- What? - It's Jean, Matron.

She's got her finger stuck in a bedspring.

- What? - Come on, hurry!

Wait there.

It's gone white, she can't feel it! What if it falls off? Come on!

Just slow down.

Hurry, Matron, come on, come on!

How on earth have you done this?

Oh, it's stuck, Matron.

It's actually really stuck.

Yes, you said.

Now, hold on.

Go, I'll be fine.

- Remember, if you see Matron... - Yes!

Yes, I'll shout like anything.

- Found the tuck? - Not yet, quick, help me look.

Thanks for this. I know you wanted to study.

You're a brick, Darrell Rivers.

- Irene? - All clear!

Alicia, how come your parents sent all that food?

I mean, no books or paints or clothes?

You mean, no real presents?

Well, yes.

I'm full-board. I see them maybe once a year.

- Irene? - All clear!

It's all clear!

All clear. All clear.

They used to send stuff, dolls, pink frilly dresses.

You know, all my favourite things.

All clear.

Needs woodwind.

So in the end, I said, "Just send food." Everybody eats, right?

Absolutely.

And there's yours.

Irene Edwards!

This is why we don't involve Irene in this sort of stuff.

Malory Towers girls do not loiter.

Sorry, Matron.

Well, seeing as you're here you can help me.

I need someone to hold a pair of pliers.

No...

Wing.

Knowing Jean...

I wonder if we should just keep that on her finger...

until it falls off?

Oh, the spring, not her finger.

Whichever goes first really.

She'll never learn otherwise.

My stars, girl. Suffering leads to redemption

but that's a little extreme. Now, come on.

Good show. Thoroughly good show.

I can't believe you did that. You're so brave.

Shh!

Some of us are trying to study for an exam, you know.

I thought you didn't care about the "stupid exam."

You are alright, aren't you, Jean?

Looks worse than it is.

I didn't think I'd actually get stuck.

Must've swollen up while I was waiting.

A noble war wound sustained in the line of duty.

And well worth it to earn this feast.

Wait, Matron.

She's sleeping in here. How are we gonna get out tonight?

All sorted.

Betty's come down with a "terrible sore throat."

Oh, no, poor her.

Irene.

Oh, I see. She's faking it.

Matron will be busy in the San all night.

Right, here's the plan.

Darrell and I will stay up. We'll wake everyone at...

Alicia, I'm still not coming.

I need to sleep, or I won't be able to concentrate tomorrow.

I'm not having the feast if you don't go.

- What? - But we went to all that effort...

- for nothing? - Darrell, do say you'll come.

Or we'll all miss out.

Alright, I'll come.

- Yes. - But we can't be up till all hours.

We'll be back by one, promise.

So exciting.

I can't believe Emily persuaded me to come and now she's too tired.

Oh, pipe down and have another crunchy caramel.

Then you dip the prawn in the sherbet and down it goes.

You're sure about this?

Perfectly. Alicia said it was frightfully delicious.

Right, one, two...

three.

That is the most...

Horrible, horrible thing.

Oh, it's fizzy and fishy all at the same time.

Alicia said it was delicious.

And you believed me?

Irene.

I'm sorry. I said I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Do you think Matron heard?

Who's there?

Quick, pack all this up and let's go.

We've lost her. Keep up.

Oh, cripes.

Back, quick.

We won't make it.

Any girl found out of her bed will be scrubbing bedpans

till the cows come home.

Quick, everyone, in here.

We can't.

It's this or be caught, come on.

Miss Grayling's study.

We can't be in here, it's totally forbidden.

She lives like a king.

Toasting fork, tea.

Look, bananas.

I haven't seen one of those since I was tiny.

Let me just sniff it.

Shh! She's coming.

She's locked the door.

What a fantastic idea this was.

Don't panic. There must be a key here somewhere. Everyone look.

"First-form general exam."

- A-ha, found one. - Well done, Alicia.

Ah, yes, let's go.

What's that?

The answers for tomorrow's exam.

Oh, let's look.

We can't.

Of course, we can't. Cheating is vile.

What was that? Sounds like someone's hurt.

Wait, stop.

No need for us all to get caught.

You lot take the food back. I'll go see what's happened.

I'll come with you.

Are you alright?

I... my ankle. I can't...

- What happened? - I was coming to find you.

But this isn't the way to the common room.

No, but I, I saw something. A hooded figure.

I was so scared that I ran this way and then I tripped.

I can hear you.

Do not move!

Girls.

Matron, thank goodness you're here.

Emily's hurt. Can you help her?

Why on earth are you out of bed?

Emily heard a noise, Matron, so she went to investigate.

And she saw someone in a hood. The ghost.

- So she ran. - And I fell.

We heard her from our dorm so we came to find her.

We were coming to find you next.

Luckily, you found us.

I see.

That is exactly why you are supposed to stay in your dorms at night.

Yes, Matron.

Come along, back to bed.

There.

That'll do for the time being.

You come to the San in the morning.

Yes, Matron.

And you two, bed. Now.

- Yes, Matron. - Yes, Matron.

I can't believe it.

What happened? Are you in trouble?

Emily saw someone wearing a hooded cloak.

Lady Jane's ghost rides again.

Alicia talked our way out of it.

I can't believe it.

Gwen?

You ran off, you horrid things.

You're too unfit to keep up, you mean?

Right, everyone, to bed.

It's half past three.

What?

My brain's going to be scrambled for tomorrow's exam.

The second form papers are in the sideboard.

I'll get the first form.

Miss Grayling hates wafers.

She has impeccable taste.

And she doesn't leave her desk drawers open.

Mam'zelle...

please tell the first form their exam will be delayed.

Why are they so late starting?

It'll be fine.

You could do this in your sleep, which is lucky, 'cause...

Why are you looking so smug?

I'm pretty sure I'm going to ace this test.

Girls, I am shocked.

Last night someone entered Miss Grayling's study.

Further, we believe that they looked at today's exam paper.

I would have sworn

that no Malory Towers girl would ever cheat.

But I would also have sworn that none of you

would invade the privacy of the headmistress' room.

We've no choice but to change the paper to a new test.

If no one owns up after the exam...

I'm afraid parents' open day will be cancelled.

Cheating will not be tolerated at Malory Towers.

You may begin.

Jeepers, Gwen, if that's how you ace a test

I'd hate to see you flunk one.

This is so unfair. We put the exam back.

All this is Darrell's fault. She was the one who took us in there.

Where is Darrell?

You were the girl in Miss Grayling's study?

Yes, Miss Potts and I am very sorry.

And I am very disappointed, Darrell.

Shh!

Cheating.

- I would not have expected... - I didn't cheat.

I saw the paper, I touched it...

I thought about looking, but I didn't. I didn't, I promise.

What were you doing in there then?

- I... - Who was with you?

Well?

Who else was there?

Alicia? Emily?

It was just me. No one else.

I was there!

Darrell didn't cheat, I promise.

Miss Potts, I too would like own up.

We had a midnight feast.

Prawns! And then we hid but no one cheated, no one.

Miss Potts...

Let me guess, you were all there too and no one cheated.

Uh-huh, yes, that.

Yes.

- You didn't need to do this. - Of course, we did.

Shh.

You made a grave error of judgement.

But given your honesty and loyalty you've shown...

I no longer believe any of you are cheats.

I won't cancel your open day.

- Yes. - You can see your parents.

But you're restricted to grounds only until I say otherwise.

Now out.

Never thought I'd be so happy to be grounded.

Now we've just got one problem left.

What to do with all those leftovers?

- These are my favourites. - I love these.

It's so good.

The way you all ran in, thank you so much.

That's alright.

Says the last one through the door.

You know, a midday feast is not quite as exciting

as a midnight feast but it's a lot less scary.

To Darrell.

- Good show, Darrell. - To us all.