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查理和巧克力工厂 作者:[英]罗尔德·达尔-第17部分

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  Twenty…four caught hold of her left leg。
  And the one remaining squirrel (obviously the leader of them all) climbed up on to her shoulder and started tap…tap…tapping the wretched girl's head with its knuckles。
  'Save her!' screamed Mrs Salt。 'Veruca! e back! What are they doing to her?'
  'They're testing her to see if she's a bad nut;' said Mr Wonka。 'You watch。'
  Veruca struggled furiously; but the squirrels held her tight and she couldn't move。 The squirrel on her shoulder went tap…tap…tapping the side of her head with his knuckles。
  Then all at once; the squirrels pulled Veruca to the ground and started carrying her across the floor。
  'My goodness; she is a bad nut after all;' said Mr Wonka。 'Her head must have sounded quite hollow。'
  Veruca kicked and screamed; but it was no use。 The tiny strong paws held her tightly and she couldn't escape。
  'Where are they taking her?' shrieked Mrs Salt。
  'She's going where all the other bad nuts go;' said Mr Willy Wonka。 'Down the rubbish chute。'
  'By golly; she is going down the chute!' said Mr Salt; staring through the glass door at his daughter。
  'Then save her!' cried Mrs Salt。
  'Too late;' said Mr Wonka。 'She's gone!'
  And indeed she had。
  'But where?' shrieked Mrs Salt; flapping her arms。 'What happens to the bad nuts? Where does the chute go to?'
  'That particular chute;' Mr Wonka told her; 'runs directly into the great big main rubbish pipe which carries away all the rubbish from every part of the factory — all the floor sweepings and potato peelings and rotten cabbages and fish heads and stuff like that。'
  'Who eats fish and cabbage and potatoes in this factory; I'd like to know?' said Mike Teavee。
  'I do; of course;' answered Mr Wonka。 'You don't think I live on cacao beans; do you?'
  'But 。 。 。 but 。 。 。 but 。 。 。' shrieked Mrs Salt; 'where does the great big pipe go to in the end?'
  'Why; to the furnace; of course;' Mr Wonka said calmly。 'To the incinerator。'
  Mrs Salt opened her huge red mouth and started to scream。
  'Don't worry;' said Mr Wonka; 'there's always a chance that they've decided not to light it today。'
  'A chance!' yelled Mrs Salt。 'My darling Veruca! She'll 。 。 。 she'll 。 。 。 she'll be sizzled like a sausage!'
  'Quite right; my dear;' said Mr Salt。 'Now see here; Wonka;' he added; 'I think you've gone just a shade too far this time; I do indeed。 My daughter may be a bit of a frump — I don't mind admitting it — but that doesn't mean you can roast her to a crisp。 I'll have you know I'm extremely cross about this; I really am。'
  'Oh; don't be cross; my dear sir!' said Mr Wonka。 'I expect she'll turn up again sooner or later。 She may not even have gone down at all。 She may be stuck in the chute just below the entrance hole; and if that's the case; all you'll have to do is go in and pull her up again。'
  Hearing this; both Mr and Mrs Salt dashed into the Nut Room and ran over to the hole in the floor and peered in。
  'Veruca!' shouted Mrs Salt。 'Are you down there!'
  There was no answer。
  Mrs Salt bent further forward to get a closer look。 She was now kneeling right on the edge of the hole with her head down and her enormous behind sticking up in the air like a giant mushroom。 It was a dangerous position to be in。 She needed only one tiny little push 。 。 。 one gentle nudge in the right place 。 。 。 and that is exactly what the squirrels gave her! Over she toppled; into the hole head first; screeching like a parrot。
  'Good gracious me!' said Mr Salt; as he watched his fat wife go tumbling down the hole; 'what a lot of rubbish there's going to be today!' He saw her disappearing into the darkness。 'What's it like down there; Angina?' he called out。 He leaned further forward。
  The squirrels rushed up behind him 。 。 。
  'Help!' he shouted。
  But he was already toppling forward; and down the chute he went; just as his wife had done before him — and his daughter。
  'Oh dear!' cried Charlie; who was watching with the others through the door; 'what on earth's going to happen to them now?'
  'I expect someone will catch them at the bottom of the chute;' said Mr Wonka。
  'But what about the great fiery incinerator?' asked Charlie。
  'They only light it every other day;' said Mr Wonka。 'Perhaps this is one of the days when they let it go out。 You never know 。 。 。 they might be lucky 。 。 。'
  'Ssshh!' said Grandpa Joe。 'Listen! Here es another song!'
  From far away down the corridor came the beating of drums。 Then the singing began。
  'Veruca Salt!' sang the Oompa…Loompas。
  'Veruca Salt; the little brute;
  Has just gone down the rubbish chute
  (And as we very rightly thought
  That in a case like this we ought
  To see the thing pletely through;
  We've polished off her parents; too)。
  Down goes Veruca! Down the drain!
  And here; perhaps; we should explain
  That she will meet; as she descends;
  A rather different set of friends
  To those that she has left behind —
  These won't be nearly so refined。
  A fish head; for example; cut
  This morning from a halibut。
  〃Hello! Good morning! How d'you do?
  How nice to meet you! How are you?〃
  And then a little further down
  A mass of others gather round:
  A bacon rind; some rancid lard;
  A loaf of bread gone stale and hard;
  A steak that nobody could chew;
  An oyster from an oyster stew;
  Some liverwurst so old and grey
  One swelled it from a mile away;
  A rotten nut; a reeky pear;
  A thing the cat left on the stair;
  And lots of other things as well;
  Each with a rather horrid smell。
  These are Veruca's new…found friends
  That she will meet as she descends;
  And this is the price she has to pay
  For going so very far astray。
  But now; my dears; we think you might
  Be wondering — is it really right
  That every single bit of blame
  And all the scolding and the shame
  Should fall upon Veruca Salt?
  Is she the only one at fault?
  For though she's spoiled; and dreadfully so;
  A girl can't spoil herself; you know。
  Who spoiled her; then? Ah; who indeed?
  Who pandered to her every need?
  Who turned her into such a brat?
  Who are the culprits? Who did that?
  Alas! You needn't look so far
  To find out who these sinners are。
  They are (and this is very sad)
  Her loving parents; MUM and DAD。
  And that is why we're glad they fell
  Into the rubbish chute as well。'
  25
  The Great Glass Lift
  'I've never seen anything like it!' cried Mr Wonka。 'The children are disappearing like rabbits! But you mustn't worry about it! They'll all e out in the wash!'
  Mr Wonka looked at the little group that stood beside him in the corridor。 There were only two children left now — Mike Teavee and Charlie Bucket。 And there were three grown…ups; Mr and Mrs Teavee and Grandpa Joe。 'Shall we move on?' Mr Wonka asked。
  'Oh; yes!' cried Charlie and Grandpa Joe; both together。
  'My feet are getting tired;' said Mike Teavee。 'I want to watch television。'
  'If you're tired then we'd better take the lift;' said Mr Wonka。 'It's over here。 e on! In we go!' He skipped across the passage to a pair of double doors。 The doors slid open。 The two children and the grown…ups went in。
  'Now then;' cried Mr Wonka; 'which button shall we press first? Take your pick!'
  Charlie Bucket stared around him in astonishment。 This was the craziest lift he had ever seen。 There were buttons everywhere! The walls; and even the ceiling; were covered all over with rows and rows and rows of small; black push buttons! There must have been a thousand of them on each wall; and another thousand on the ceiling! And now Charlie noticed that every single button had a tiny printed label beside it telling you which room you would be taken to if you pressed it。
  'This isn't just an ordinary up…and…down lift!' announced Mr Wonka proudly。 'This lift can go sideways and longways and slantways and any other way you can think of! It can visit any single room in the whole factory; no matter where it is! You simply press the button 。 。 。 and zin
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