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Sophie
and
Calcifer
exchanged
speaking
looks
.
“
I
don
’
t
think
he
’
s
dying
,
”
Calcifer
said
.
“
I
’
ll
give
you
the
rinds
to
eat
if
you
bend
your
head
down
,
”
Sophie
said
,
laying
down
her
sewing
.
It
was
easier
to
bribe
Calcifer
than
bully
him
.
They
had
bacon
sandwiches
for
lunch
,
but
Michel
had
to
rush
upstairs
in
the
middle
of
eating
his
.
He
came
down
with
the
news
that
Howl
wanted
him
to
go
into
Market
Chipping
now
,
to
get
some
things
he
needed
for
moving
the
castle
.
“
But
the
Witch
—
is
it
safe
?
”
Sophie
asked
.
Michael
licked
bacon
grease
off
his
fingers
and
dived
into
the
broom
cupboard
.
He
came
out
with
one
of
the
dusty
velvet
cloaks
slung
round
his
shoulders
.
At
least
,
the
person
who
came
out
wearing
the
cloak
was
a
burly
man
with
a
red
beard
.
This
person
licked
his
fingers
and
said
with
Michael
’
s
voice
,
“
Howl
thinks
I
’
ll
be
safe
enough
like
this
.
It
’
s
misdirection
as
well
as
disguise
.
I
wonder
if
Lettie
will
know
me
.
”
The
burly
man
opened
the
door
green
-
down
and
jumped
out
onto
the
slowly
moving
hills
.
Peace
descended
.
Calcifer
settled
and
chinked
.
Howl
had
evidently
realized
that
Sophie
was
not
going
to
run
about
after
him
.
There
was
silence
upstairs
.
Sophie
got
up
and
cautiously
hobbled
to
the
broom
cupboard
.
This
was
her
chance
to
go
and
see
Lettie
.
Lettie
must
be
very
miserable
by
now
.
Sophie
was
fairly
sure
Howl
had
not
been
near
her
since
that
day
in
the
orchard
.
It
might
just
do
some
good
if
Sophie
were
to
tell
her
that
her
feelings
were
caused
by
a
charmed
suit
.
Anyway
,
she
owed
it
to
Lettie
to
tell
her
.
The
seven
-
league
boots
were
not
in
the
cupboard
.
Sophie
could
not
believe
it
at
first
.
She
turned
everything
out
.
And
there
was
nothing
there
but
ordinary
buckets
,
brooms
,
and
the
other
velvet
cloak
.
“
Drat
the
man
!
”
Sophie
exclaimed
.
Howl
had
obviously
made
sure
she
would
not
follow
him
anywhere
.
She
was
putting
everything
back
into
the
cupboard
when
someone
knocked
at
the
door
.
Sophie
,
as
usual
,
jumped
and
hoped
they
would
go
away
.
But
this
person
seemed
more
determined
than
most
.
Whoever
it
was
went
on
knocking
—
or
perhaps
hurling
him
or
herself
at
the
door
,
for
the
sound
was
more
a
steady
whump
,
whump
,
whump
,
than
proper
knocking
.
After
five
minutes
they
were
still
doing
it
.
Sophie
looked
at
the
uneasy
green
flickers
which
were
all
she
could
see
of
Calcifer
.
“
Is
it
the
Witch
?
”
“
No
,
”
said
Calcifer
,
muffled
among
his
logs
.
“
It
’
s
the
castle
door
.
Someone
must
be
running
along
beside
us
.
We
’
re
going
quite
fast
.
”
