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And
it
was
n't
simply
an
ordinary
enormous
chocolate
factory
,
either
.
It
was
the
largest
and
most
famous
in
the
whole
world
!
It
was
WONKA
'S
FACTORY
,
owned
by
a
man
called
Mr
Willy
Wonka
,
the
greatest
inventor
and
maker
of
chocolates
that
there
has
ever
been
.
And
what
a
tremendous
,
marvellous
place
it
was
!
It
had
huge
iron
gates
leading
into
it
,
and
a
high
wall
surrounding
it
,
and
smoke
belching
from
its
chimneys
,
and
strange
whizzing
sounds
coming
from
deep
inside
it
.
And
outside
the
walls
,
for
half
a
mile
around
in
every
direction
,
the
air
was
scented
with
the
heavy
rich
smell
of
melting
chocolate
!
Twice
a
day
,
on
his
way
to
and
from
school
,
little
Charlie
Bucket
had
to
walk
right
past
the
gates
of
the
factory
.
And
every
time
he
went
by
,
he
would
begin
to
walk
very
,
very
slowly
,
and
he
would
hold
his
nose
high
in
the
air
and
take
long
deep
sniffs
of
the
gorgeous
chocolatey
smell
all
around
him
.
Oh
,
how
he
loved
that
smell
!
And
oh
,
how
he
wished
he
could
go
inside
the
factory
and
see
what
it
was
like
!
In
the
evenings
,
after
he
had
finished
his
supper
of
watery
cabbage
soup
,
Charlie
always
went
into
the
room
of
his
four
grandparents
to
listen
to
their
stories
,
and
then
afterwards
to
say
good
night
.
Every
one
of
these
old
people
was
over
ninety
.
They
were
as
shrivelled
as
prunes
,
and
as
bony
as
skeletons
,
and
throughout
the
day
,
until
Charlie
made
his
appearance
,
they
lay
huddled
in
their
one
bed
,
two
at
either
end
,
with
nightcaps
on
to
keep
their
heads
warm
,
dozing
the
time
away
with
nothing
to
do
.
But
as
soon
as
they
heard
the
door
opening
,
and
heard
Charlie
's
voice
saying
,
'
Good
evening
,
Grandpa
Joe
and
Grandma
Josephine
,
and
Grandpa
George
and
Grandma
Georgina
,
'
then
all
four
of
them
would
suddenly
sit
up
,
and
their
old
wrinkled
faces
would
light
up
with
smiles
of
pleasure
--
and
the
talking
would
begin
.
For
they
loved
this
little
boy
.
He
was
the
only
bright
thing
in
their
lives
,
and
his
evening
visits
were
something
that
they
looked
forward
to
all
day
long
.
Often
,
Charlie
's
mother
and
father
would
come
in
as
well
,
and
stand
by
the
door
,
listening
to
the
stories
that
the
old
people
told
;
and
thus
,
for
perhaps
half
an
hour
every
night
,
this
room
would
become
a
happy
place
,
and
the
whole
family
would
forget
that
it
was
hungry
and
poor
.
One
evening
,
when
Charlie
went
in
to
see
his
grandparents
,
he
said
to
them
,
'
Is
it
really
true
that
Wonka
's
Chocolate
Factory
is
the
biggest
in
the
world
?
'
'
True
?
'
cried
all
four
of
them
at
once
.
'
Of
course
it
's
true
!
Good
heavens
,
did
n't
you
know
that
?
It
's
about
fifty
times
as
big
as
any
other
!
'
'
And
is
Mr
Willy
Wonka
really
the
cleverest
chocolate
maker
in
the
world
?
'
'M
y
dear
boy
,
'
said
Grandpa
Joe
,
raising
himself
up
a
little
higher
on
his
pillow
,
'M
r
Willy
Wonka
is
the
most
amazing
,
the
most
fantastic
,
the
most
extraordinary
chocolate
maker
the
world
has
ever
seen
!
I
thought
everybody
knew
that
!
'
