Чарли и шоколадная фабрика
Two More Golden Tickets Found
Iwatchallofthemeveryday,eventherottenones,wherethere’snoshooting.Ilikethegangstersbest.They’reterrific,thosegangsters! Especiallywhentheystartpumpingeachotherfulloflead,orflashingtheoldstilettos,orgivingeachothertheone-two-threewiththeirknuckledusters! Gosh,whatwouldn’tIgivetobedoingthatmyself!It’sthelife,Itellyou!It’sterrific!"’
’That’squiteenough!’snappedGrandmaJosephine.’Ican’tbeartolistentoit!’
’Norme,’saidGrandmaGeorgina.’Doallchildrenbehavelikethisnowadays—likethesebratswe’vebeenhearingabout?’
’Ofcoursenot,’saidMrBucket,smilingattheoldladyinthebed.’Somedo,ofcourse.Infact,quitealotofthemdo.Butnotall.’
’Andnowthere’sonlyoneticketleft!’saidGrandpaGeorge.
’Quiteso,’sniffedGrandmaGeorgina. ’AndjustassureasI’llbehavingcabbagesoupforsuppertomorrow,thatticket’llgotosomenastylittlebeastwhodoesn’tdeserveit!
