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Once again that sad winsome look came into the BFGs eyes. Words, he said, is oh such a twitchtickling problem to me all my life. So you must simply try to be patient and stop squibbling. As I am telling you before, I know exactly what words I am wanting to say, but somehow or other they is always getting squiffsquiddled around. That happens to everyone, Sophie said. Not like it happens to me, the BFG said. I is speaking the most terrible wigglish. I think you speak beautifully Sophie said. You do cried the BFG, suddenly brightening. You really do Simply beautifully Sophie repeated. Well, that is the nicest present anybody is ever giving me in my whole life cried the BFG. Are you sure you is not twiddling my leg Of course not, Sophie said. I just love the way you talk. How wondercrump cried the BFG, still beaming. How whoopseysplunkers How absolutely squiffling I is all of a stutter. Listen, Sophie said. We dont have to eat snozzcumbers. In the fields around our village there are all sorts of lovely vegetables like cauliflowers and carrots.

Why dont you get some of those next time you go visiting The BFG raised his great head proudly in the air. I is a very honourable giant, he said. I would rather be chewing up rotsome snozzcumbers than snitching things from other people. You stole me, Sophie said. I did not steal you very much, said the BFG, smiling gently. After all, you is only a tiny little . The Bloodbottler Suddenly, a tremendous thumping noise came from outside the cave entrance and a voice like thunder shouted, Runt Is you there, Runt I is hearing you jabbeling Who is you jabbeling to, Runt Look out cried the BFG. Its the Bloodbottler But before he had finished speaking, the stone was rolled aside and a fiftyfoot giant, more than twice as tall and wide as the BFG, came striding into the cave. He was naked except for a dirty little piece of cloth around his bottom. Sophie was on the tabletop. The enormous partly eaten snozzcumber was lying near her. She ducked behind it. The creature came clumping into the cave and stood towering over the BFG. Who was you jabbeling to in here just now he boomed. I is jabbeling to myself, the BFG answered. Pilfflefizz shouted the Bloodbottler. Bugswallop he boomed. You is talking to a human bean, thats what I is thinking No no cried the BFG. Yus yus boomed the Bloodbottler.

I is guessing you has snitched away a human bean and brought it back to your bunghole as a pet So now I is winkling it out and guzzling it as extra snacks before my supper The poor BFG was very nervous. Theres nno one in here, he stammered. Wwhy dont you Heave me alone The Bloodbottler stared suspiciously with small piggy eyes at the snozzcumber. Sophie, crouching inside the chewedoff end, began to tremble all over. You is not switchfiddling me, is you said the Bloodbottler. Never cried the BFG passionately. Take a bite and I am positive you will be shouting out oh how scrumdiddlyumptious this wonderveg is The BFG could see the greedy Bloodbottlers mouth beginning to water more than ever at the prospect of extra food. Vegitibbles is very good for you, he went on. It is not healthsome always to be eating meaty things. Just this once, the Bloodbottler said, I is going to taste these rotsome eats of yours.

But I is warning you that if it is filthsome, I is smashing it over your sludgy little head He picked up the snozzcumber. He began raising it on its long journey to his mouth, some fifty feet up in the air. Sophie wanted to scream Dont But that would have been an even more certain death. Crouching among the slimy seeds, she felt herself being lifted up and up and up. Suddenly, there was a crunch as the Bloodbottler bit a huge hunk off the end. Sophie saw his yellow teeth clamping together, a few inches from her head. Then there was utter darkness. She was in his mouth. She caught a whiff of his evilsmelling breath. It stank of bad meat. She waited for the teeth to go crunch once more. She prayed that she would be killed quickly.