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It
explained
Jane
Farrier
’
s
Count
Whatsit
.
It
possibly
explained
the
jealously
of
the
Witch
of
the
Waste
.
It
was
as
if
Sophie
had
always
known
this
.
But
she
had
thought
it
was
not
proper
to
have
a
magic
gift
because
she
was
the
eldest
of
three
.
Lettie
had
been
far
more
sensible
about
such
things
.
Then
she
thought
of
the
gray
-
and
-
scarlet
suit
and
nearly
fell
downstairs
with
dismay
.
She
was
the
one
who
had
put
the
charm
on
that
.
She
could
hear
herself
now
,
murmuring
to
it
.
“
Built
to
pull
in
the
girls
!
”
she
had
told
it
.
And
of
course
it
did
.
It
had
charmed
Lettie
that
day
in
the
orchard
.
Yesterday
,
somewhat
disguised
,
it
must
have
had
its
effect
on
Miss
Angorian
too
.
Oh
,
dear
!
Sophie
thought
.
I
’
ve
gone
and
doubled
the
number
of
hearts
he
’
ll
have
broken
!
I
must
get
that
suit
off
him
somehow
!
Howl
,
in
that
same
suit
,
was
waiting
in
the
cool
black
-
and
-
white
hall
with
Michael
.
Michael
nudged
Howl
in
a
worried
way
as
Sophie
came
slowly
down
the
stairs
behind
the
page
boy
.
Howl
looked
saddened
.
“
You
seem
a
bit
ragged
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
think
we
’
d
better
skip
seeing
the
King
.
I
’
ll
go
blacken
my
own
name
when
I
make
your
excuses
.
I
can
say
my
wicked
ways
have
made
you
ill
.
That
could
be
true
,
from
the
look
of
you
.
”
Sophie
certainly
did
not
wish
to
see
the
King
.
But
she
thought
of
what
Calcifer
had
said
.
If
the
King
commanded
Howl
to
go
into
the
Waste
and
the
Witch
caught
him
,
Sophie
’
s
own
chance
of
being
young
again
would
have
gone
too
.
She
shook
her
head
.
“
After
Mrs
.
Pentstemmon
,
”
she
said
,
“
the
King
of
Ingary
will
seem
just
like
an
ordinary
person
.
”
Sophie
was
feeling
decidedly
queer
again
when
they
reached
the
Palace
.
Its
many
golden
domes
dazzled
her
.
The
way
to
the
front
entrance
was
up
a
huge
flight
of
steps
,
with
a
soldier
in
scarlet
standing
every
six
steps
.
The
poor
boys
must
have
been
near
fainting
in
this
heat
,
Sophie
thought
as
she
puffed
her
way
dizzily
past
them
.
At
the
top
of
the
steps
were
archways
,
halls
,
corridors
,
lobbies
,
one
after
another
.
Sophie
lost
count
of
how
many
.
At
every
archway
a
splendidly
dressed
person
wearing
white
gloves
—
still
somehow
white
in
spite
of
the
heat
—
inquired
their
business
and
then
led
them
on
to
the
next
personage
in
the
next
archway
.
“
Mrs
.
Pendragon
to
see
the
King
!
”
the
voice
of
each
echoed
down
the
halls
.
About
halfway
,
Howl
was
politely
detached
and
told
to
wait
.
Michael
and
Sophie
went
on
being
handed
from
person
to
person
.
They
were
taken
upstairs
,
after
which
the
splendid
persons
were
dressed
in
blue
instead
of
red
,
and
handed
on
again
until
they
came
to
an
anteroom
paneled
in
a
hundred
different
-
colored
woods
.
There
Michael
was
peeled
off
and
made
to
wait
too
.
Sophie
,
who
by
this
time
was
not
at
all
sure
whether
she
was
not
having
some
strange
dream
,
was
ushered
through
huge
double
doors
,
and
this
time
the
echoing
voice
said
,
“
Your
Majesty
,
here
is
Mrs
.
Pendragon
to
see
you
.
”
And
there
was
the
King
,
not
on
a
throne
,
but
sitting
in
a
rather
square
chair
with
only
a
little
gold
leaf
on
it
,
near
the
middle
of
a
large
room
,
and
dressed
much
more
modestly
than
the
persons
who
waited
on
him
.
He
was
quite
alone
,
like
an
ordinary
person
.
