Чарли и шоколадная фабрика
Along the Corridor
LICKABLEWALLPAPERFORNURSERIES,itsaidonthenextdoor.
’Lovelystuff,lickablewallpaper!’criedMrWonka,rushingpast. ’Ithaspicturesoffruitsonit—bananas,apples,oranges,grapes,pineapples,strawberries,andsnozzberries...’
’Snozzberries?’saidMikeTeavee.
’Don’tinterrupt!’saidMrWonka. ’Thewallpaperhaspicturesofallthesefruitsprintedonit,andwhenyoulickthepictureofabanana,ittastesofbanana.Whenyoulickastrawberry,ittastesofstrawberry. Andwhenyoulickasnozzberry,ittastesjustexactlylikeasnozzberry...’
’Butwhatdoesasnozzberrytastelike?’
’You’remumblingagain,’saidMrWonka.’Speakloudernexttime.Onwego!Hurryup!’
HOTICECREAMSFORCOLDDAYS,itsaidonthenextdoor.
’Extremelyusefulinthewinter,’saidMrWonka,rushingon.’Hoticecreamwarmsyouupnoendinfreezingweather. Ialsomakehoticecubesforputtinginhotdrinks.Hoticecubesmakehotdrinkshotter.’
COWSTHATGIVECHOCOLATEMILK,itsaidonthenextdoor.
’Ah,myprettylittlecows!’criedMrWonka.’HowIlovethosecows!’
’Butwhycan’tweseethem?’askedVerucaSalt. ’Whydowehavetogorushingonpastalltheselovelyrooms?’
