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“
You
look
wonderfully
rich
and
stately
!
”
Michael
said
to
her
.
“
She
does
me
credit
,
”
said
Howl
.
“
apart
from
that
awful
old
stick
.
”
“
Some
people
,
”
said
Sophie
,
“
are
thoroughly
self
-
centered
.
This
stick
goes
with
me
.
I
need
it
for
moral
support
.
”
Howl
looked
at
the
ceiling
,
but
he
did
not
argue
.
They
took
their
stately
way
into
the
streets
of
Kingsbury
.
Sophie
of
course
looked
back
to
see
what
the
castle
was
like
here
.
She
saw
a
big
,
arched
gateway
surrounding
a
small
black
door
.
The
rest
of
the
castle
seemed
to
be
a
blank
stretch
of
plastered
wall
between
two
carved
stone
houses
.
“
Before
you
ask
,
”
said
Howl
,
“
it
’
s
really
just
a
disused
stable
.
This
way
.
”
They
walked
through
the
streets
,
looking
at
least
as
fine
as
any
of
the
passerbys
.
Not
that
many
people
were
about
.
Kingsbury
was
a
long
way
south
and
it
was
a
bakingly
hot
day
there
.
The
pavements
shimmered
.
Sophie
discovered
another
disadvantage
to
being
old
:
you
felt
queer
in
hot
weather
.
The
elaborate
buildings
wavered
in
front
of
her
eyes
.
She
was
annoyed
,
because
she
wanted
to
look
at
the
place
,
but
all
she
had
was
a
dim
impression
of
golden
domes
and
tall
houses
.
“
By
the
way
,
”
Howl
said
,
“
Mrs
.
Pentstemmon
will
call
you
Mrs
.
Pendragon
.
Pendragon
’
s
the
name
I
go
under
here
.
”
“
Whatever
for
?
”
said
Sophie
.
“
For
disguise
,
”
said
Howl
.
