Everyone crowded around the door.
所有的人挤在门口。
“All right,” said Mr Wonka, “stop here for a moment and catch your breath, and take a peek through the glass panel of this door. But don’t go in! Whatever you do, don’t go into THE NUT ROOM! If you go in, you’ll disturb the squirrels!”
“好了，”旺卡先生说，“在这里停一下，让你们松口气；同时从这道门上的玻璃窗往里面看一下，但不要进去！什么都可以，就是不要进果仁车间！你们进去会打扰那些松鼠的！”
Mr Wonka rushed on down the corridor. THE NUT ROOM, it said on the next door they came to.
旺卡先生顺着通道向前直冲。他们来到的下一道门上写着：果仁车间。
“Oh look, Grandpa, look!” cried Charlie.
“噢，看，爷爷，看哪！”查理叫道。
“Squirrels!” shouted Veruca Salt.
“松鼠！”维鲁卡·索尔特大叫起来。
“These squirrels are specially trained for getting the nuts out of walnuts,” Mr Wonka explained.
“这些松鼠受过把核桃肉从壳里剥出来的特殊训练。”旺卡先生解释说。
“Crikey!” said Mike Teavee.
“哟！”迈克·蒂维说。
“Because,” said Mr Wonka, “Oompa-Loompas can’t get walnuts out of walnut shells in one piece. They always break them in two. Nobody except squirrels can get walnuts whole out of walnut shells every time. It is extremely difficult. But in my factory, I insist upon only whole walnuts. Therefore I have to have squirrels to do the job. Aren’t they wonderful, the way they get those nuts out! And see how they first tap each walnut with their knuckles to be sure it’s not a bad one! If it’s bad, it makes a hollow sound, and they don’t bother to open it. They just throw it down the rubbish chute. There! Look! Watch that squirrel nearest to us! I think he’s got a bad one now!”
“因为，”旺卡先生说，“奥帕—伦帕人不能把核桃肉完整地从壳里剥出来。他们总是把核桃肉弄成两块。除了松鼠，没有人能每次都把核桃肉整块地从壳里剥出来。这是极难做到的事。但是在我的工厂里，我坚持只用整块的核桃肉，因此我只好用松鼠来做这项工作。看它们剥核桃的样子是不是很出色？它们先用指关节敲敲每个核桃，看看是不是坏的！如果核桃是坏的，敲下去是空洞的声音，它们就没有必要再剥开它了，干脆把它扔进垃圾槽。瞧瞧那边！看看最靠近我们的那只松鼠吧！我想它正好碰到一个坏核桃！”
“Why use squirrels?” Mike Teavee asked. “Why not use Oompa-Loompas?”
“为什么用松鼠？”迈克·蒂维问道，“为什么不用奥帕—伦帕人呢？”
It was an amazing sight. One hundred squirrels were seated upon high stools around a large table. On the table, there were mounds and mounds of walnuts, and the squirrels were all working away like mad, shelling the walnuts at a tremendous speed.
这真是个奇观。一百只松鼠围坐在一张大桌子四周的高凳上。桌子上有大堆大堆的核桃，松鼠全都像疯了一样在用惊人的快速度剥核桃。
“Hey, Mummy!” shouted Veruca Salt suddenly, “I’ve decided I want a squirrel! Get me one of those squirrels!”
“嘿，妈妈！”维鲁卡·索尔特忽然叫起来，“我决定了，我要一只松鼠！给我一只那样的松鼠吧！”
They watched the little squirrel as he tapped the walnut shell with his knuckles. He cocked his head to one side, listening intently, then suddenly he threw the nut over his shoulder into a large hole in the floor.
他们看着那只小松鼠用指关节敲敲那核桃的壳。它侧转着头仔细地听，接着把核桃往后面一抛，抛进了地板上的一个大洞。
“All right, my pet,” Mrs Salt said soothingly. “Mummy’ll get you a squirrel just as soon as she possibly can.”
“好吧，我的宝贝，”索尔特太太安慰她说，“妈妈一有机会就给你弄一只。”
“Don’t be silly, sweetheart,” said Mrs Salt. “These all belong to Mr Wonka.”
“别傻了，小心肝，”索尔特太太说，“这些松鼠都是旺卡先生的。”
“But I don’t want any old squirrel!” Veruca shouted. “I want a trained squirrel!”
“但我不要别的老松鼠！”维鲁卡大叫，“我只要一只受过训练的松鼠！”
At this point, Mr Salt, Veruca’s father, stepped forward. “Very well, Wonka,” he said importantly, taking out a wallet full of money, “how much d’you want for one of these squirrels? Name your price.”
这时候，维鲁卡的爸爸索尔特先生上前一步。“很好，旺卡先生，”他神气活现地说着，掏出一个鼓鼓的钱包，“要一只这种松鼠，你要多少钱？说出你的价钱吧！”
“I don’t care about that!” shouted Veruca. “I want one. All I’ve got at home is two dogs and four cats and six bunny rabbits and two parakeets and three canaries and a green parrot and a turtle and a bowl of goldfish and a cage of white mice and a silly old hamster! I want a squirrel!”
“我不管！”维鲁卡呱呱大叫，“我就是要一只。在家里我有的只是两只狗、四只猫、六只兔子、两只长尾小鹦鹉、三只金丝雀、一只绿鹦鹉、一只乌龟、一缸金鱼、一笼白鼠和一只傻乎乎的老松鼠！我要一只松鼠！”
“Who says I can’t!” shouted Veruca. “I’m going in to get myself one this very minute!”
“谁说我得不到！”维鲁卡大叫，“我现在就进去自己弄一只！”
“They’re not for sale,” Mr Wonka answered. “She can’t have one.”
“它们是不卖的，”旺卡先生回答说，“她得不到的。”
“Don’t!” said Mr Wonka quickly, but he was too late. The girl had already thrown open the door and rushed in.
“别去！”旺卡先生连忙说，但已经迟了，那女孩早已推开门冲了进去。
She reached out her hands to grab the squirrel… but as she did so… in that first split second when her hands started to go forward, there was a sudden flash of movement in the room, like a flash of brown lightning, and every single squirrel around the table took a flying leap towards her and landed on her body.
她伸出双手去抓这只松鼠…但就在她这样做…就在她的手开始伸过去的一刹那，房间里忽然像掠过一道棕色闪电，桌子四周的每一只松鼠同时向她飞扑过来，落到她的身上。
The moment she entered the room, one hundred squirrels stopped what they were doing and turned their heads and stared at her with small black beady eyes.
就在她走进房间的一刹那，一百只松鼠停下了它们的工作，转过头来，用黑珠子般的小眼睛盯着她。
“All right,” Veruca said, “I’ll have you!”
“好，”维鲁卡说，“我就要你吧！”
Twenty-five of them caught hold of her right arm, and pinned it down.
二十五只松鼠抓住她的右臂，把它按下去。
Veruca Salt stopped also, and stared back at them. Then her gaze fell upon a pretty little squirrel sitting nearest to her at the end of the table. The squirrel was holding a walnut in its paws.
维鲁卡·索尔特也停下来看着它们。她的视线落在一只漂亮的小松鼠身上。那只松鼠坐在桌子头上最靠近她的位子上，它正用爪子抓住一个核桃。
“Where are they taking her?” shrieked Mrs Salt.
“它们要把她拖到哪里去？”索尔特太太尖叫。
And the one remaining squirrel (obviously the leader of them all) climbed up on to her shoulder and started tap-tap-tapping the wretched girl’s head with its knuckles.
剩下来的一只松鼠（显然是它们的首领）爬上她的肩头，开始用它的指关节嗒嗒嗒地敲这坏女孩的脑袋。
“My goodness, she is a bad nut after all,” said Mr Wonka. “Her head must have sounded quite hollow.”
“我的天，她竟是个坏坚果，”旺卡先生说，“她的头发出的声音是空洞的。”
“Save her!” screamed Mrs Salt. “Veruca! Come back! What are they doing to her?”
“救救她呀！”索尔特太太哇哇大叫，“维鲁卡，回来！它们要把她怎么样啊？”
Veruca struggled furiously, but the squirrels held her tight and she couldn’t move. The squirrel on her shoulder went tap-tap-tapping the side of her head with his knuckles.
维鲁卡拼命挣扎，但松鼠们把她牢牢抓紧，她连动也不能动。她肩上的那只松鼠继续用指关节嗒嗒嗒地敲她的脑袋。
“They’re testing her to see if she’s a bad nut,” said Mr Wonka. “You watch.”
“它们在检验她是不是一个坏坚果，”旺卡先生说，“你看着吧！”
Veruca kicked and screamed, but it was no use. The tiny strong paws held her tightly and she couldn’t escape.
维鲁卡又踢脚又哇哇大叫，但是没有用。那些有力的小爪子把她紧紧抓住，她想逃也逃不掉。
Then all at once, the squirrels pulled Veruca to the ground and started carrying her across the floor.
突然，那一大群松鼠把维鲁卡拉翻在地，把她拖过地板。
Twenty-four caught hold of her left leg.
二十四只松鼠抓住她的左腿。
Twenty-five caught hold of her right leg and anchored it to the ground.
二十五只松鼠抓住她的右腿，使它在地上不能动。
Twenty-five more caught hold of her left arm, and pinned that down.
二十五只松鼠抓住她的左臂，把它按下去。
“Then save her!” cried Mrs Salt.
“那么救她呀！”索尔特太太大叫。
“But where?” shrieked Mrs Salt, flapping her arms. “What happens to the bad nuts? Where does the chute go to?”
“可是要到哪里去？”索尔特太太摆动着双臂尖声大叫，“那些坏核桃到底会怎样？滑槽通到哪里去呢？”
“I do, of course,” answered Mr Wonka. “You don’t think I live on cacao beans, do you?”
“当然是我！”旺卡先生回答，“你不会以为我就靠吃可可豆过日子吧？”
“Who eats fish and cabbage and potatoes in this factory, I’d like to know?” said Mike Teavee.
“我倒想知道，在这家工厂里谁吃鱼和卷心菜呢？”迈克·蒂维问道。
“Why, to the furnace, of course,” Mr Wonka said calmly. “To the incinerator.”
“那还用说，当然是通到锅炉那里去，”旺卡先生平静地说，“通到焚化炉。”
“By golly, she is going down the chute!” said Mr Salt, staring through the glass door at his daughter.
“天哪，她在下那条垃圾滑槽！”索尔特先生透过玻璃门看着他的女儿说。
And indeed she had.
她的确已经下去了。
“That particular chute,” Mr Wonka told her, “runs directly into the great big main rubbish pipe which carries away all the rubbish from every part of the factory — all the floor sweepings and potato peelings and rotten cabbages and fish heads and stuff like that.”
“那特殊的滑槽，”旺卡先生告诉她，“直接通到大的垃圾总滑槽。它带走工厂里每个部门的垃圾——所有扫地扫出来的垃圾：土豆皮、烂卷心菜、鱼头和诸如此类的东西。”
“But… but… but…” shrieked Mrs Salt, “where does the great big pipe go to in the end?”
“可是…可是…可是…”索尔特太太尖声大叫，“这条大垃圾总滑槽最后又通到什么地方去呢？”
“Too late,” said Mr Wonka. “She’s gone!”
“来不及了，”旺卡先生说，“她已经下去了！”
“She’s going where all the other bad nuts go,” said Mr Willy Wonka. “Down the rubbish chute.”
“她要去其他坏核桃去的地方，”威利·旺卡先生说，“下那条垃圾滑槽。”
“Quite right, my dear,” said Mr Salt. “Now see here, Wonka,” he added, “I think you’ve gone just a shade too far this time, I do indeed. My daughter may be a bit of a frump — I don’t mind admitting it — but that doesn’t mean you can roast her to a crisp. I’ll have you know I’m extremely cross about this, I really am.”
“一点儿不错，我亲爱的。”索尔特先生说。“现在听我说，旺卡，”他补充说，“我认为你这一次做得就是过分一点了，我的确这样认为。我女儿的脾气可能是坏了点，这我不得不承认，但是这不等于说你就可以把她烤成松脆炸肉。我要告诉你，我对这件事极其生气，我的确生气。”
“A chance!” yelled Mrs Salt. “My darling Veruca! She’ll… she’ll… she’ll be sizzled like a sausage!”
“侥幸的机会？”索尔特太太大叫，“我的小宝贝维鲁卡，她就要…她就要…她就要像一根香肠那样被烤得吱吱响了！”
“Don’t worry,” said Mr Wonka, “there’s always a chance that they’ve decided not to light it today.”
“不用担心，”旺卡先生说，“可能今天他们不生炉子，这种侥幸的机会总是可能有的。”
Mrs Salt opened her huge red mouth and started to scream.
索尔特太太张开她的血盆大口，开始哇哇大叫。
“Veruca!” shouted Mrs Salt. “Are you down there!”
“维鲁卡！”索尔特太太叫道，“你在下面吗？”
“Oh, don’t be cross, my dear sir!” said Mr Wonka. “I expect she’ll turn up again sooner or later. She may not even have gone down at all. She may be stuck in the chute just below the entrance hole, and if that’s the case, all you’ll have to do is go in and pull her up again.”
“去吧，不要生气了，我亲爱的先生！”旺卡先生说，“我希望她迟早会出来。她甚至可能没有下到锅炉里，只是卡在滑槽口下面。如果是这样，你只要进去把她拉出来就是了。”
Hearing this, both Mr and Mrs Salt dashed into the Nut Room and ran over to the hole in the floor and peered in.
一听这话，索尔特先生和他太太马上冲进果仁车间，跑到地上的洞边去，赶紧往里面看。
“Good gracious me!” said Mr Salt, as he watched his fat wife go tumbling down the hole, “what a lot of rubbish there’s going to be today!” He saw her disappearing into the darkness. “What’s it like down there, Angina?” he called out. He leaned further forward.
“我的天！”索尔特先生看到他的胖太太翻身落下洞去就说，“今天的垃圾将是多么多啊！”他看着太太落进黑洞消失了。“下面是什么样子的，安吉娜？”他大叫着，把身体再往前探出去。
“Help!” he shouted.
“救命啊！”他大叫一声。
There was no answer.
没有回答。
Mrs Salt bent further forward to get a closer look. She was now kneeling right on the edge of the hole with her head down and her enormous behind sticking up in the air like a giant mushroom. It was a dangerous position to be in. She needed only one tiny little push… one gentle nudge in the right place… and that is exactly what the squirrels gave her! Over she toppled, into the hole head first, screeching like a parrot.
索尔特太太向前把腰弯得更低，要近一点儿看。她现在跪在洞边了，头向下，大屁股翘起来像个大蘑菇。这种姿势实在危险，只要轻轻一推——在适当的位置上轻轻一碰，而这正是松鼠们对她所做的！她一个倒栽葱，头朝下落到洞里去了，像只鹦鹉那样尖叫着。
But he was already toppling forward, and down the chute he went, just as his wife had done before him — and his daughter.
但他已经一个倒栽葱落下滑槽，就像他的太太和女儿先前一样。
The squirrels rushed up behind him…
松鼠们在他后面冲过来…
“Oh dear!” cried Charlie, who was watching with the others through the door, “what on earth’s going to happen to them now?”
“噢，天哪！”查理叫道，他和其他人一起透过玻璃门看着，“现在他们会发生什么事呢？”
“I expect someone will catch them at the bottom of the chute,” said Mr Wonka.
“我希望在滑槽底下会有人接住他们。”旺卡先生说。
And then a little further down
再下去一点儿，
(And as we very rightly thought
（我们的想法完全合理，
This morning from a halibut.
是今天早晨杀比目鱼时所丢。
Has just gone down the rubbish chute
刚落到垃圾槽里头。
These won’t be nearly so refined.
这些朋友一点儿也不高尚。
“But what about the great fiery incinerator?” asked Charlie.
“可那烈火熊熊的焚化炉怎么样？”查理问道。
To those that she has left behind –
和她离开的那些朋友根本不同，
A fish head, for example, cut
比方说，她会遇见一个鱼头，
That in a case like this we ought
碰到这样的事，
We’ve polished off her parents, too).
连同她的爸爸妈妈一起。）
That she will meet, as she descends,
她沿着垃圾槽落到下头，
A mass of others gather round:
还有很多东西她会遇见：
How nice to meet you! How are you?’
很高兴见到你！你好！’
To see the thing completely through,
我们应该彻底处理，
‘Hello! Good morning! How d’you do?
‘喂，你早！
And here, perhaps, we should explain
我们也许应该解释几句。
Down goes Veruca! Down the drain!
维鲁卡落下去！沿着垃圾槽落下去！
“Ssshh!” said Grandpa Joe. “Listen! Here comes another song!”
“嘘嘘嘘！”约瑟夫爷爷说，“听，又一首歌唱起来了！”
“Veruca Salt, the little brute,
维鲁卡·索尔特这个野蛮小妞，
A rather different set of friends
将要遇到一群完全不同的朋友。
“They only light it every other day,” said Mr Wonka. “Perhaps this is one of the days when they let it go out. You never know… they might be lucky…”
“他们只是隔一天烧一次，”旺卡先生说，“也许今天正好不烧。说不定…他们也许运气好…”
From far away down the corridor came the beating of drums. Then the singing began.
从走廊下面的远处传来了鼓声。接着奥帕—伦帕人的歌声便开始了。
“Veruca Salt!” sang the Oompa-Loompas.
“维鲁卡·索尔特！”万帕·卢姆帕斯唱道。
That she will meet as she descends,
等她下去，就会碰头。
Be wondering — is it really right
想知道—这真的是对的吗
Is she the only one at fault?
难道错的只是她？
And this is the price she has to pay
这代价她只好付出，
An oyster from an oyster stew,
一只煨蚝，已经发臭，
And that is why we’re glad they fell
正因为这个缘故，我们很高兴，
Each with a rather horrid smell.
每样都是臭气扑鼻。
That every single bit of blame
每一点责备
A girl can’t spoil herself, you know.
但她不会自己把自己宠坏。
A rotten nut, a reeky pear,
一块坏果仁，一个烂梨，
Who pandered to her every need?
是谁对她有求必应、百依百顺？
And all the scolding and the shame
所有的责骂和羞辱
Who spoiled her, then? Ah, who indeed?
那么是谁宠坏她呢？啊，到底是什么人？
One smelled it from a mile away,
两千米外就能闻到臭味，
But now, my dears, we think you might
不过亲爱的朋友，你们大家，
For going so very far astray.
因为她以往误入歧途。
Who turned her into such a brat?
是谁使她变成这样坏的小妞？
A steak that nobody could chew,
一块谁也嚼不动的牛肉，
Some liverwurst so old and grey
一些肝香肠，早已发霉，
Should fall upon Veruca Salt?
全都推给维鲁卡·索尔特一个？
A bacon rind, some rancid lard,
熏肉的皮，臭猪油，
These are Veruca’s new-foundfriends
这些便是维鲁卡的新朋友，
A loaf of bread gone stale and hard,
又干又硬的面包块，
And lots of other things as well,
还有许许多多别的垃圾，
Into the rubbish chute as well.”
他们也一起落到垃圾槽当中。”
Who are the culprits? Who did that?
是谁干的？谁是罪魁祸首？
Her loving parents, MUM and DAD.
就是她亲爱的妈妈和爸爸。
Alas! You needn’t look so far
天哪！各位不必用望远镜，
To find out who these sinners are.
到远处去找这些罪人。
For though she’s spoiled, and dreadfully so,
虽然她被宠得厉害，
They are (and this is very sad)
他们（说出来叫人难受极啦），
A thing the cat left on the stair,
一些猫在楼梯上吃剩的东西。
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