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The
doors
clanged
shut
and
the
lift
leaped
away
as
though
it
had
been
stung
by
a
wasp
.
But
it
leapt
sideways
!
And
all
the
passengers
(
except
Mr
Wonka
,
who
was
holding
on
to
a
strap
from
the
ceiling
)
were
flung
off
their
feet
on
to
the
floor
.
'
Get
up
,
get
up
!
'
cried
Mr
Wonka
,
roaring
with
laughter
.
But
just
as
they
were
staggering
to
their
feet
,
the
lift
changed
direction
and
swerved
violently
round
a
corner
.
And
over
they
went
once
more
.
'
Help
!
'
shouted
Mrs
Teavee
.
'
Take
my
hand
,
madam
,
'
said
Mr
Wonka
gallantly
.
'
There
you
are
!
Now
grab
this
strap
!
Everybody
grab
a
strap
.
The
journey
's
not
over
yet
!
'
Old
Grandpa
Joe
staggered
to
his
feet
and
caught
hold
of
a
strap
.
Little
Charlie
,
who
could
n't
possibly
reach
as
high
as
that
,
put
his
arms
around
Grandpa
Joe
's
legs
and
hung
on
tight
.
The
lift
rushed
on
at
the
speed
of
a
rocket
.
Now
it
was
beginning
to
climb
.
It
was
shooting
up
and
up
and
up
on
a
steep
slanty
course
as
if
it
were
climbing
a
very
steep
hill
.
Then
suddenly
,
as
though
it
had
come
to
the
top
of
the
hill
and
gone
over
a
precipice
,
it
dropped
like
a
stone
and
Charlie
felt
his
tummy
coming
right
up
into
his
throat
,
and
Grandpa
Joe
shouted
,
'
Yippee
!
Here
we
go
!
'
and
Mrs
Teavee
cried
out
,
'
The
rope
has
broken
!
We
're
going
to
crash
!
'
And
Mr
Wonka
said
,
'
Calm
yourself
,
my
dear
lady
,
'
and
patted
her
comfortingly
on
the
arm
.
And
then
Grandpa
Joe
looked
down
at
Charlie
who
was
clinging
to
his
legs
,
and
he
said
,
'
Are
you
all
right
,
Charlie
?
'
Charlie
shouted
,
'
I
love
it
!
It
's
like
being
on
a
roller
coaster
!
'
And
through
the
glass
walls
of
the
lift
,
as
it
rushed
along
,
they
caught
sudden
glimpses
of
strange
and
wonderful
things
going
on
in
some
of
the
other
rooms
:
An
enormous
spout
with
brown
sticky
stuff
oozing
out
of
it
on
to
the
floor
...
A
great
,
craggy
mountain
made
entirely
of
fudge
,
with
Oompa-Loompas
(
all
roped
together
for
safety
)
hacking
huge
hunks
of
fudge
out
of
its
sides
...
A
machine
with
white
powder
spraying
out
of
it
like
a
snowstorm
...
A
lake
of
hot
caramel
with
steam
coming
off
it
...
A
village
of
Oompa-Loompas
,
with
tiny
houses
and
streets
and
hundreds
of
Oompa-Loompa
children
no
more
than
four
inches
high
playing
in
the
streets
...
