11 The Miracle

11 The Miracle Charlie entered the shop and laid the damp fifty pence on the counter. 'One Wonka's Whipple-Scrumptious Fudge-mallow Delight,' he said, remembering how much he had loved the one he had on his birthday. The man behind the counter looked fat and well-fed. He had big lips and fat cheeks and a very fat neck. The fat around his neck bulged out all around the top of his collar like a rubber ring. He turned and reached behind him for the chocolate bar, then he turned back again and handed it to Charlie. Charlie grabbed it and quickly tore off the wrapper and took an enormous bite. Then he took another… and another… and oh, the joy of being able to cram large pieces of something sweet and solid into one's mouth! The sheer blissful joy of being able to fill one's mouth with rich solid food! 'You look like you wanted that one, sonny,' the shopkeeper said pleasantly. Charlie nodded, his mouth bulging with chocolate.

查理走进商店，把潮湿的50便士放在柜台上。 “一份旺卡惠普尔美味软糖软糖。”他说，想起自己是多么喜欢生日那天吃的那一份。 柜台后面的男人看起来很胖，吃得很饱。 他的嘴唇很大，脸颊很肥，脖子很粗。 他脖子上的肥肉像橡皮圈一样从衣领的顶端鼓了出来。 他转过身，伸手去拿巧克力棒，然后又转过身来递给查理。 查理抓住它，迅速撕下包装纸，咬了一大口。 然后他又吃了一片又一片，哦，能把大块又甜又硬的东西塞进嘴里是多么快乐啊!能够用丰富的固体食物填满一个人的嘴的纯粹的幸福的喜悦!“你看起来很想要那个，孩子，”店主愉快地说。 查理点了点头，嘴里塞满了巧克力。

The shopkeeper put Charlie's change on the counter. 'Take it easy,' he said. 'It'll give you a tummy-ache if you swallow it like that without chewing.' Charlie went on wolfing the chocolate. He couldn't stop. And in less than half a minute, the whole thing had disappeared down his throat. He was quite out of breath, but he felt marvellously, extraordinarily happy. He reached out a hand to take the change. Then he paused. His eyes were just above the level of the counter. They were staring at the silver coins lying there. The coins were all five-penny pieces. There were nine of them altogether. Surely it wouldn't matter if he spent just one more… 'I think,' he said quietly, 'I think… I'll have just one more of those chocolate bars. The same kind as before, please.' 'Why not?' the fat shopkeeper said, reaching behind him again and taking another Whipple-Scrumptious Fudgemallow Delight from the shelf. He laid it on the counter.

店主把找给查理的零钱放在柜台上。 “别紧张，”他说。如果你不加咀嚼就这样吞下去，你会胃痛的。查理继续狼吞虎咽地吃巧克力。 他停不下来。不到半分钟，整个东西就从他的喉咙里消失了。 他上气不接下气，但他感到出奇地、出奇地高兴。 他伸出一只手去拿零钱。 然后他停顿了一下。他的眼睛刚好在柜台上方。 他们盯着躺在那里的银币。 所有的硬币都是五便士的。 他们一共有九个人。 “我想，”他平静地说，“我想……我要再吃一块巧克力棒。” 请给我和以前一样的。“为什么?”胖店主说，又把手伸到他身后，从架子上又拿了一块惠普尔巧克力软糖。 他把它放在柜台上。

Charlie picked it up and tore off the wrapper… and suddenly… from underneath the wrapper… there came a brilliant flash of gold. Charlie's heart stood still. 'It's a Golden Ticket!' screamed the shopkeeper, leaping about a foot in the air. 'You've got a Golden Ticket! You've found the last Golden Ticket! Hey, would you believe it! Come and look at this, everybody! The kid's found Wonka's last Golden Ticket! There it is! It's right here in his hands!' It seemed as though the shopkeeper might be going to have a fit. 'In my shop, too!' he yelled. 'He found it right here in my own little shop! Somebody call the newspapers quick and let them know! Watch out now, sonny! Don't tear it as you unwrap it! That thing's precious!' In a few seconds, there was a crowd of about twenty people clustering around Charlie, and many more were pushing their way in from the street. Everybody wanted to get a look at the Golden Ticket and at the lucky finder. 'Where is it?' somebody shouted. 'Hold it up so all of us can see it!' 'There it is, there!' someone else shouted. 'He's holding it in his hands! See the gold shining!' 'How did he manage to find it, I'd like to know?' a large boy shouted angrily. 'Twenty bars a day I've been buying for weeks and weeks!' 'Think of all the free stuff he'll be getting too!' another boy said enviously. 'A lifetime supply!'

查理捡起它，撕开包装纸……突然……从包装纸下面……闪过一道耀眼的金光。 查理的心停止了跳动。 “这是金奖券!”店主尖叫着，在空中跳了大约一英尺。 “你得了一张金奖券!”你找到了最后一张金奖券!嘿，你相信吗?大家快来看这个!这孩子找到旺卡最后一张金奖券了!它在那儿!就在他手里!”店主似乎要发作了。 “也在我的店里!”他喊道。 “他就在我的小店里找到的!”快给报社打电话让他们知道!小心点，孩子!打开包装时不要把它撕破!那东西太珍贵了!”几秒钟后，查理周围聚集了大约20个人，还有更多的人从街上挤了进来。 每个人都想看一看金奖券和幸运的发现者。 “它在哪儿?”有人喊道。 “把它举起来，让我们都能看到!”“在那儿，在那儿!”另一个人喊道。 “他手里拿着!”看，金光闪闪!“我想知道他是怎么找到的?”一个大个子男孩生气地喊道。 “每天20块巧克力棒，我已经买了好几个星期了!”“想想看，他还能得到那么多免费的东西!”另一个男孩羡慕地说。 “终身供应!”

'He'll need it, the skinny little shrimp!' a girl said, laughing. Charlie hadn't moved. He hadn't even unwrapped the Golden Ticket from around the chocolate. He was standing very still, holding it tightly with both hands while the crowd pushed and shouted all around him. He felt quite dizzy. There was a peculiar floating sensation coming over him, as though he were floating up in the air like a balloon. His feet didn't seem to be touching the ground at all. He could hear his heart thumping away loudly somewhere in his throat. At that point, he became aware of a hand resting lightly on his shoulder, and when he looked up, he saw a tall man standing over him. 'Listen,' the man whispered. 'I'll buy it from you. I'll give you fifty pounds. How about it, eh? And I'll give you a new bicycle as well. Okay?' 'Are you crazy?' shouted a woman who was standing equally close. 'Why, I'd give him two hundred pounds for that ticket! You want to sell that ticket for two hundred pounds, young man?' 'That's quite enough of that!' the fat shopkeeper shouted, pushing his way through the crowd and taking Charlie firmly by the arm. 'Leave the kid alone, will you! Make way there! Let him out!' And to Charlie, as he led him to the door, he whispered, 'Don't you let anybody have it! Take it straight home, quickly, before you lose it! Run all the way and don't stop till you get there, you understand?' Charlie nodded.

“他会需要的，瘦小的小虾!”一个女孩笑着说。 查理没有动。他甚至还没有打开巧克力周围的金奖券。 他一动不动地站着，双手紧紧地握着它，而人群却在他周围推来推去、大喊大叫。 他感到很头晕。一种奇特的飘浮感袭上他的心头，仿佛他像一只气球一样浮在空中。 他的脚似乎根本没有碰到地面。 他能听到自己的心在喉咙里砰砰地跳个不停。 就在这时，他意识到有一只手轻轻地搭在他的肩膀上，当他抬起头时，他看到一个高个子男人站在他身边。 “听着，”那人低声说。 “我从你这儿买下它。我给你50英镑。 怎么样，嗯?我还会给你一辆新自行车。 好吧?“你疯了吗?”一个站在离他同样近的地方的女人喊道。 “嘿，我愿意出二百英镑买那张票!”年轻人，你想把那张票卖200英镑吗?“够了!”胖店主喊道，从人群中挤过去，紧紧地抓住查理的胳膊。 “别碰那孩子，好吗?”让一让!放他出去!”当他把查理带到门口时，他低声对他说:“别让任何人得到它!把它直接带回家，快点，别弄丢了!一直跑，一直跑到那儿，不要停下来，明白吗?”查理点了点头。

'You know something,' the fat shopkeeper said, pausing a moment and smiling at Charlie, 'I have a feeling you needed a break like this. I'm awfully glad you got it. Good luck to you, sonny.' 'Thank you,' Charlie said, and off he went, running through the snow as fast as his legs would go. And as he flew past Mr Willy Wonka's factory, he turned and waved at it and sang out, 'I'll be seeing you! I'll be seeing you soon!' And five minutes later he arrived at his own home.

“你知道吗，”胖店主停顿了一下，对查理微笑着说，“我觉得你需要这样休息一下。 我很高兴你得到了它。 祝你好运，孩子。“谢谢你。”查理说着就跑了，以最快的速度在雪地里奔跑。 当他飞过威利·旺卡先生的工厂时，他转身向工厂挥手，大声喊道:“我会再见到你的!”我很快就会见到你的!”五分钟后，他回到了自己的家。