adows that Рsometimes appear behind the windows, especially late at night when the lights are on, are Рthose of tiny people, people no taller than my knee . . .' Р Р'There aren't any such people,' Charlie said. Р РJust then, Mr Bucket, Charlie's father, came into the room. He was home from the Рtoothpaste factory, and he was waving an evening newspaper rather excitedly. 'Have you Рheard the news?' he cried. He held up the paper so that they could see the huge headline. РThe headline said: Р Р Р РWONKA FACTORY TO BE OPENED AT LAST TO LUCKY FEW Р Р Р5 РThe Golden Tickets Р'You mean people are actually going to be allowed to go inside the factory?' cried Grandpa РJoe. 'Read us what it says — quickly!' Р Р'All right,' said Mr Bucket, smoothing out the newspaper. 'Listen.' Р Р РEvening Bulletin
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