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’
I
keep
trying
,
”
he
said
with
great
sadness
.
“
But
I
brought
it
on
myself
by
making
a
bargain
some
years
ago
,
and
I
know
I
shall
never
be
able
to
love
anyone
properly
now
.
”
The
water
running
out
of
Howl
’
s
eyes
was
definitely
tears
now
.
Sophie
was
concerned
.
“
Now
,
you
mustn
’
t
cry
—
”
There
was
a
pattering
outside
.
Sophie
looked
round
to
see
the
dog
-
man
oozing
himself
past
the
door
in
a
neat
half
-
circle
.
She
reached
out
and
caught
a
handful
of
his
red
coat
,
thinking
he
was
certainly
coming
to
bite
Howl
.
But
all
the
dog
did
was
to
lean
against
her
legs
,
so
that
she
had
to
stagger
back
to
the
peeling
wall
.
“
What
’
s
this
?
”
said
Howl
.
“
My
new
dog
,
”
Sophie
said
,
hanging
on
to
its
curly
hair
.
Now
she
was
against
the
wall
,
she
could
see
out
of
the
bedroom
window
.
It
ought
to
have
looked
out
on
the
yard
,
but
instead
it
showed
a
view
of
a
neat
,
square
garden
with
a
child
’
s
metal
wing
in
the
middle
.
The
setting
sun
was
firing
raindrops
hanging
on
the
swing
to
blue
and
red
.
As
Sophie
stood
and
stared
,
Howl
’
s
niece
,
Mari
,
came
running
across
the
wet
grass
.
Howl
’
s
sister
,
Megan
,
followed
Mari
.
She
was
evidently
shouting
that
Mari
should
not
sit
on
the
wet
swing
,
but
no
sound
seemed
to
come
through
.
“
Is
that
the
place
called
Wales
?
”
Sophie
asked
.
Howl
laughed
and
pounded
on
the
coverlet
.
Dust
climbed
like
smoke
.
“
Bother
that
dog
!
”
he
croaked
.
“
I
had
a
bet
on
with
myself
that
I
could
keep
you
from
snooping
out
of
the
window
all
the
time
you
were
in
here
!
”
“
Did
you
now
?
”
said
Sophie
,
and
she
let
go
of
the
dog
,
hoping
he
would
bite
Howl
hard
But
the
dog
only
went
on
leaning
on
her
,
shoving
her
toward
the
door
now
.
“
So
all
that
song
and
dance
was
just
a
game
,
was
it
?
”
she
said
.
“
I
might
have
known
!
”
Howl
lay
back
on
his
gray
pillows
,
looking
wronged
and
injured
.
“
Sometimes
,
”
he
said
reproachfully
,
“
you
sound
just
like
Megan
.
”
“
Sometimes
,
”
Sophie
answered
,
shooing
the
dog
out
of
the
room
in
front
of
her
,
“
I
understand
how
Megan
got
the
way
she
is
.
”
