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“
Why
can
’
t
you
have
bread
and
cheese
for
once
?
”
Calcifer
grumbled
.
All
the
same
,
he
bent
his
head
.
Sophie
was
just
putting
the
pan
on
top
of
the
curly
green
flames
when
Howl
’
s
voice
rang
out
hoarsely
from
nowhere
.
“
Brace
yourself
,
Calcifer
!
She
’
s
found
me
!
”
Calcifer
sprang
upright
.
The
frying
pan
fell
across
Sophie
’
s
knees
.
“
You
’
ll
have
to
wait
!
”
Calcifer
roared
,
flaming
blindingly
up
the
chimney
.
Almost
at
once
he
blurred
into
a
dozen
or
so
burning
blue
faces
,
as
if
he
was
being
shaken
violently
about
,
and
burned
with
a
loud
,
throaty
whirring
.
“
That
must
mean
they
’
re
fighting
,
”
Michael
whispered
.
Sophie
sucked
a
slightly
burned
finger
and
picked
slices
of
bacon
off
her
skirt
with
the
other
hand
,
staring
at
Calcifer
.
He
was
whipping
from
side
to
side
of
the
fireplace
.
His
blurred
faces
pulsed
from
deep
blue
to
sky
blue
and
then
almost
to
white
.
One
moment
he
had
multiple
orange
eyes
,
and
the
next
,
rows
of
starry
silver
ones
.
She
had
never
imagined
anything
like
it
.
Something
swept
overhead
with
a
blast
and
a
boom
which
shook
everything
in
the
room
.
A
second
something
followed
,
with
a
long
,
shrill
roar
.
Calcifer
pulsed
nearly
blue
-
black
,
and
Sophie
’
s
skin
fizzed
with
the
backblast
from
the
magic
.
Michael
scrambled
for
the
window
.
“
They
’
re
quite
near
!
”
Sophie
hobbled
to
the
window
to
.
The
storm
of
magic
seemed
to
have
affected
half
the
things
in
the
room
.
The
skull
was
yattering
its
jaw
so
hard
that
it
was
traveling
round
in
circles
.
Packets
were
jumping
.
Powder
was
seething
in
jars
.
A
book
dropped
heavily
out
of
the
shelves
and
lay
open
on
the
floor
,
fanning
its
pages
back
and
forth
.
At
one
end
of
the
room
,
the
scented
steam
boiled
out
of
the
bathroom
:
at
the
other
,
Howl
’
s
guitar
made
out
-
of
-
tune
twangings
.
And
Calcifer
whipped
about
harder
than
ever
.
