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Mike Teavee is Sent by Television
’Herehecomes!’yelledMrWonka.’Yes,that’shimallright!’
’Isheallinonepiece?’criedMrsTeavee.
’I’mnotsure,’saidMrWonka.’It’stooearlytotell.’
Faintlyatfirst,butbecomingclearerandclearereverysecond,thepictureofMikeTeaveeappearedonthescreen. Hewasstandingupandwavingattheaudienceandgrinningfromeartoear.
’Buthe’samidget!’shoutedMrTeavee.
’Mike,’criedMrsTeavee,’areyouallright?Arethereanybitsofyoumissing?’
’Isn’thegoingtogetanybigger?’shoutedMrTeavee.
’Talktome,Mike!’criedMrsTeavee.’Saysomething!Tellmeyou’reallright!’
Atinylittlevoice,nolouderthanthesqueakingofamouse,cameoutofthetelevisionset. ’Hi,Mum!’itsaid.’Hi,Pop!Lookatme!I’mthefirstpersonevertobesentbytelevision!’
’Grabhim!’orderedMrWonka.’Quick!’
MrsTeaveeshotoutahandandpickedthetinyfigureofMikeTeaveeoutofthescreen.
’Hooray!’criedMrWonka.’He’sallinonepiece!He’scompletelyunharmed!’
’Youcallthatunharmed?’snappedMrsTeavee,peeringatthelittlespeckofaboywhowasnowrunningtoandfroacrossthepalmofherhand,wavinghispistolsintheair.
