we have the great glass lift to speed things up! Jump in, my dear
Charlie, jump in! You too, Grandpa Joe, sir! No, no, after you! That’s the
way! Now then! This time I shall choose the button we are going to
press!’ Mr Wonka’s bright twinkling blue eyes rested for a moment on
Charlie’s face.
Something crazy is going to happen now, Charlie thought. But he
wasn’t frightened. He wasn’t even nervous. He was just terrifically
excited. And so was Grandpa Joe. The old man’s face was shining with
excitement as he watched every move that Mr Wonka made. Mr Wonka
was reaching for a button high up on the glass ceiling of the lift. Charlie
and Grandpa Joe both craned their necks to read what it said on the
little label beside the button.
It said... UP AND OUT.
‘Up and out,’ thought Charlie. ‘What sort of a room is that?’
Mr Wonka pressed the button.
The glass doors closed.
‘Hold on!’ cried Mr Wonka.
Then WHAM! The lift shot straight up like a rocket! ‘Yippee!’ shouted
Grandpa Joe. Charlie was clinging to Grandpa Joe’s legs and Mr Wonka