Чарли и шоколадная фабрика
The Secret Workers
Thepeoplestandingonthestreetoutsidecouldseesmalldarkshadowsmovingaboutbehindthefrostedglasswindows.’
’Shadowsofwhom?’saidCharliequickly.
’That’sexactlywhateverybodyelsewantedtoknow.
’"Theplaceisfullofworkers!"thepeopleshouted. "Butnobody’sgonein!Thegatesarelocked! It’scrazy!Nobodyevercomesout,either!"
’Buttherewasnoquestionatall,’saidGrandpaJoe,’thatthefactorywasrunning. Andit’sgoneonrunningeversince,fortheselasttenyears. What’smore,thechocolatesandsweetsit’sbeenturningout havebecomemorefantasticanddeliciousallthetime. AndofcoursenowwhenMrWonkainventssomenewandwonderfulsweet, neitherMrFickelgrubernorMrProdnosenorMrSlugworthnoranybodyelseisabletocopyit. Nospiescangointothefactory tofindouthowitismade.’
’ButGrandpa,who,’criedCharlie, ’whoisMrWonkausingtodoalltheworkinthefactory?’
’Nobodyknows,Charlie.’
’Butthat’sabsurd! Hasn’tsomeoneaskedMrWonka?’
Nobodyseeshimanymore. Henevercomesout. Theonlythingsthatcomeoutofthatplacearechocolatesandsweets. Theycomeoutthroughaspecialtrapdoorinthewall, allpackedandaddressed, andtheyarepickedupeverydaybyPostOfficetrucks.’
