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The Great Glass Lift
’Whatotherlift?’screamedMrsTeavee.
’Theonethatgoestheoppositewayonthesametrackasthisone,’saidMrWonka.
’Holymackerel!’criedMrTeavee.’Youmeanwemighthaveacollision?’
’I’vealwaysbeenluckysofar,’saidMrWonka.
’NowIamgoingtobesick!’yelledMrsTeavee.
’No,no!’saidMrWonka.’Notnow!We’renearlythere!Don’tspoilmyhat!’
Thenextmoment,therewasascreamingofbrakes,andtheliftbegantoslowdown.Thenitstoppedaltogether.
’Someride!’saidMrTeavee,wipinghisgreatsweatyfacewithahandkerchief.
’Neveragain!’gaspedMrsTeavee.AndthenthedoorsoftheliftslidopenandMrWonkasaid, ’Justaminutenow!Listentome!Iwanteverybodytobeverycarefulinthisroom. Thereisdangerousstuffaroundinhereandyoumustnottamperwithit.’
