Page 12 - Mr Ben Flipping Book

The door clanged shut, and
Mr Benn found himself facing a
small barred window. He looked
through it, but instead of seeing
the mirrors as he had expected,
he saw lots of other heavy doors
with small barred windows. Men
wearing uniforms like his stood

behind them, peering out. They
were all crying---some more
noisily than others. There were
also police guards outside some
of the doors. Now Mr Benn
knew what his outfit was---a
convicts uniform---and he was
in a prison cell.