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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 …
And now the lift began flattening out again, but it seemed to be going faster than ever, and Charlie could hear the scream of the wind outside as it hurtled forward .. . and it twisted … and it turned … and it went up … and it went down … and …
'I'm going to be sick!' yelled Mrs Teavee, turning green in the face. 'Please don't be sick,' said Mr Wonka. 'Try and stop me!' said Mrs Teavee.
'Then you'd better take this,' said Mr Wonka, and he swept his magnificent black top hat off his head, and held it out, upside down, in front of Mrs Teavee's mouth.
'Make this awful thing stop!' ordered Mr Teavee.
'Can't do that,' said Mr Wonka. 'It won't stop till we get there. I only hope no one's using the other lift at this moment.'
'What other lift?' screamed Mrs Teavee.
'The one that goes the opposite way on the same track as this one,' said Mr Wonka.
'Holy mackerel!' cried Mr Teavee. 'You mean we might have a collision?'
'I've always been lucky so far,' said Mr Wonka.
'Now I am going to be sick!' yelled Mrs Teavee.
'No, no!' said Mr Wonka. 'Not now! We're nearly there! Don't spoil my hat!'

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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 …
And now the lift began flattening out again, but it seemed to be going faster than ever, and Charlie could hear the scream of the wind outside as it hurtled forward .. . and it twisted … and it turned … and it went up … and it went down … and …
'I'm going to be sick!' yelled Mrs Teavee, turning green in the face. 'Please don't be sick,' said Mr Wonka. 'Try and stop me!' said Mrs Teavee.
'Then you'd better take this,' said Mr Wonka, and he swept his magnificent black top hat off his head, and held it out, upside down, in front of Mrs Teavee's mouth.
'Make this awful thing stop!' ordered Mr Teavee.
'Can't do that,' said Mr Wonka. 'It won't stop till we get there. I only hope no one's using the other lift at this moment.'
'What other lift?' screamed Mrs Teavee.
'The one that goes the opposite way on the same track as this one,' said Mr Wonka.
'Holy mackerel!' cried Mr Teavee. 'You mean we might have a collision?'
'I've always been lucky so far,' said Mr Wonka.
'Now I am going to be sick!' yelled Mrs Teavee.
'No, no!' said Mr Wonka. 'Not now! We're nearly there! Don't spoil my hat!'