Чарли и шоколадная фабрика
Charlie’s Chocolate Factory
’It’sthatlittlecottagerightontheedgeofthetown,thetinylittleone...’
’Iseeit!’criedMrWonka, andhepressedsomemorebuttonsandtheliftshotdowntowardsCharlie’shouse.
’I’mafraidmymotherwon’tcomewithus,’Charliesaidsadly. ’Whyevernot?’
’Becauseshewon’tleaveGrandmaJosephineandGrandmaGeorginaandGrandpaGeorge.’
’Buttheymustcometoo.’
’Theycan’t,’Charliesaid.’They’reveryoldandtheyhaven’tbeenoutofbedfortwentyyears.’
’Thenwe’lltakethebedalongaswell,withtheminit,’saidMrWonka.’There’splentyofroominthisliftforabed.’
’Youcouldn’tgetthebedoutofthehouse,’saidGrandpaJoe.’Itwon’tgothroughthedoor.’
’Youmustn’tdespair!’criedMrWonka.’Nothingisimpossible!Youwatch!’
TheliftwasnowhoveringovertheroofoftheBuckets’littlehouse.
’Whatareyougoingtodo?’criedCharlie.
’I’mgoingrightonintofetchthem,’saidMrWonka.
’How?’askedGrandpaJoe.
’Throughtheroof,’saidMrWonka,pressinganotherbutton.
