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Michael
put
the
skull
in
the
sink
to
stop
it
from
yattering
itself
onto
the
floor
while
he
opened
the
window
and
craned
out
.
Whatever
was
happening
was
maddeningly
just
out
of
sight
.
People
in
the
houses
opposite
were
at
doors
and
windows
,
pointing
to
something
more
or
less
overhead
.
Sophie
and
Michael
ran
to
the
broom
cupboard
,
where
they
seized
a
velvet
cloak
each
and
flung
them
on
.
Sophie
got
the
one
that
turned
its
wearer
into
a
red
-
bearded
man
.
Now
she
knew
why
Calcifer
had
laughed
at
her
in
the
other
one
.
Michael
was
a
horse
.
But
there
was
no
time
to
laugh
just
then
.
Sophie
dragged
the
door
open
and
sped
into
the
street
,
followed
by
the
dog
-
man
,
who
seemed
surprisingly
calm
about
the
whole
thing
.
Michael
trotted
out
after
her
with
a
clatter
of
non
-
existent
hooves
,
leaving
Calcifer
whipping
from
blue
to
white
behind
them
.
The
street
was
full
of
people
looking
upward
.
No
one
had
time
to
notice
things
like
horses
coming
out
of
houses
.
Sophie
and
Michael
looked
too
,
and
found
a
huge
cloud
boiling
and
twisting
just
above
the
chimney
tops
.
It
was
black
and
rotating
on
itself
violently
.
White
flashes
that
were
not
quite
like
light
stabbed
through
the
murk
of
it
.
But
almost
as
soon
as
Michael
and
Sophie
arrived
,
the
clot
of
magic
took
on
the
shape
of
a
misty
bundle
of
fighting
snakes
.
Then
it
tore
in
two
with
a
noise
like
an
enormous
cat
fight
.
One
part
sped
yowling
across
the
roofs
and
out
to
sea
,
and
the
second
went
screaming
after
it
.
Some
people
retreated
indoors
then
.
Sophie
and
Michael
joined
the
rush
of
braver
people
down
the
sloping
lanes
to
the
dockside
.
There
everyone
seemed
to
think
the
best
view
was
to
be
had
along
the
curve
of
the
harbor
wall
.
Sophie
hobbled
to
get
out
along
it
too
,
but
there
was
no
need
to
go
beyond
the
shelter
of
the
harbor
master
’
s
hut
.
Two
clouds
were
hanging
in
the
air
,
some
way
out
to
sea
,
on
the
other
side
of
the
harbor
wall
,
the
only
two
clouds
in
the
calm
blue
sky
.
It
was
quite
easy
to
see
them
.
It
was
equally
easy
to
see
the
dark
patch
of
storm
raging
on
the
sea
between
the
clouds
,
flinging
up
great
,
white
-
topped
waves
.
There
was
an
unfortunate
ship
caught
in
that
storm
.
Its
masts
were
beating
back
and
forth
.
They
could
see
spouts
of
water
hitting
it
on
all
sides
.
The
crew
were
desperately
trying
to
take
in
the
sails
,
but
one
at
least
had
torn
to
flying
gray
rags
.
“
Can
’
t
they
have
a
care
for
that
ship
!
”
someone
said
indignantly
.
Then
the
wind
and
the
waves
from
the
storm
hit
the
harbor
wall
.
White
water
lashed
over
and
the
brave
persons
out
on
the
wall
came
crowding
hurriedly
back
to
the
quayside
,
where
the
moored
ships
were
heaving
and
grinding
in
their
moorings
.
Among
all
this
was
a
great
deal
of
screaming
in
high
,
singing
voices
.
Sophie
put
her
face
out
into
the
wind
beyond
the
hut
,
where
the
screaming
came
from
,
and
discovered
that
the
raging
magic
had
disturbed
more
than
the
sea
and
the
wretched
ship
.
A
number
of
wet
,
slithery
-
looking
ladies
with
flying
green
-
brown
hair
were
dragging
themselves
up
onto
the
harbor
wall
,
screaming
and
holding
long
wet
arms
out
to
more
screaming
ladies
tossing
in
the
waves
.
Every
one
of
them
had
a
fishtail
instead
of
legs
.
“
Confound
it
!
”
said
Sophie
.
“
The
mermaids
from
the
curse
!
”
that
meant
only
two
more
impossible
things
to
come
true
now
.
She
looked
up
at
the
two
clouds
.
Howl
was
kneeling
on
the
lefthand
one
,
much
larger
and
nearer
than
she
would
have
expected
.
He
was
still
dressed
in
black
.
Typically
enough
,
he
was
staring
over
his
shoulder
at
the
frantic
mermaids
.
He
was
not
looking
at
them
as
if
he
remembered
they
were
part
of
the
curse
at
all
.
“
Keep
your
mind
on
the
Witch
!
”
the
horse
beside
Sophie
yelled
.
