Чарли и шоколадная фабрика
Mr Willy Wonka
Hisvoicewashighandflutey. ’Willyoucomeforwardoneatatime,please,’hecalledout,’andbringyourparents.ThenshowmeyourGoldenTicketandgivemeyourname.Who’sfirst?’
Thebigfatboysteppedup. ’I’mAugustusGloop,’hesaid.
’Augustus!’criedMrWonka,seizinghishandandpumpingitupanddownwithterrificforce.’Mydearboy,howgoodtoseeyou! Delighted!Charmed!Overjoyedtohaveyouwithus!Andtheseareyourparents?Hownice!Comein!Comein!That’sright!Stepthroughthegates!’
MrWonkawasclearlyjustasexcitedaseverybodyelse.
’Myname,’saidthenextchildtogoforward,’isVerucaSalt.’
’MydearVeruca!Howdoyoudo?Whatapleasurethisis!Youdohaveaninterestingname,don’tyou?Ialwaysthoughtthataverucawasasortofwartthatyougotonthesoleofyourfoot!ButImustbewrong,mustn’tI? Howprettyyoulookinthatlovelyminkcoat!I’msogladyoucouldcome!Dearme,thisisgoingtobesuchanexcitingday!Idohopeyouenjoyit!I’msureyouwill!Iknowyouwill! Yourfather?Howareyou,MrSalt?AndMrsSalt?Overjoyedtoseeyou!Yes,theticketisquiteinorder!Pleasegoin!’
Thenexttwochildren,VioletBeauregardeandMikeTeavee,cameforwardtohavetheirticketsexaminedandthentohavetheirarmspracticallypumpedofftheirshouldersbytheenergeticMrWonka.
Andlastofall,asmallnervousvoicewhispered, ’CharlieBucket.’
