The Secret Workers

           Thenextevening,GrandpaJoewentonwithhisstory. 

           ’Yousee,Charlie,’hesaid, ’notsoverylongagothereusedtobethousandsofpeopleworkinginMrWillyWonka’sfactory. Thenoneday,allofasudden,MrWonkahadtoaskeverysingleoneofthemtoleave,togohome, nevertocomeback.’ 

           ’Butwhy?’askedCharlie. 

           ’Becauseofspies.’ 

           ’Spies?’ 

           ’Yes.Alltheotherchocolatemakers, yousee,hadbeguntogrowjealousofthewonderfulsweetsthatMrWonkawasmaking, andtheystartedsendinginspiestostealhissecretrecipes. ThespiestookjobsintheWonkafactory,pretendingthattheywereordinaryworkers, andwhiletheywerethere,eachoneofthemfoundoutexactly howacertainspecialthingwasmade.’ 

           ’Anddidtheygobacktotheirownfactoriesandtell?’askedCharlie. 

           ’Theymusthave,’answeredGrandpaJoe, ’becausesoonafterthat,Fickelgruber’sfactorystartedmakinganicecream thatwouldnevermelt,eveninthehottestsun. ThenMrProdnose’sfactorycameoutwithachewing-gum thatneverlostitsflavourhowevermuchyouchewedit. AndthenMrSlugworth’sfactorybeganmakingsugarballoons thatyoucouldblowuptohugesizesbeforeyoupoppedthemwithapinandgobbledthemup. Andsoon,andsoon. AndMrWillyWonkatorehisbeardandshouted, "Thisisterrible!Ishallberuined!Therearespieseverywhere! Ishallhavetoclosethefactory!"’