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“
Won
’
t
be
long
!
”
Howl
choked
,
trying
to
be
soothing
.
But
he
had
to
shut
his
mouth
hard
and
stand
for
a
moment
trying
not
to
cough
.
The
shovel
wobbled
and
Calcifer
looked
terrified
.
Howl
recovered
.
He
took
a
long
,
careful
step
into
the
chalked
circle
,
and
then
another
into
the
center
of
the
five
-
pointed
star
.
There
,
holding
the
shovel
out
level
,
he
turned
slowly
round
,
one
complete
turn
,
and
Calcifer
turned
with
him
,
sky
-
blue
and
staring
with
panic
.
It
felt
as
if
the
whole
room
turned
with
them
.
The
dog
-
man
crouched
close
to
Sophie
.
Michael
staggered
.
Sophie
felt
as
if
their
piece
of
the
world
had
come
loose
and
was
swinging
and
jigging
round
in
a
circle
,
sickeningly
.
She
did
not
blame
Calcifer
for
looking
so
frightened
.
Everything
was
still
swinging
and
swaying
as
Howl
took
the
same
careful
steps
out
of
the
star
and
out
of
the
circle
.
He
knelt
down
by
the
hearth
and
,
with
enormous
care
,
slid
Calcifer
back
into
the
grate
and
packed
the
logs
back
round
him
.
Calcifer
flopped
green
flames
uppermost
.
Howl
leaned
on
the
shovel
and
coughed
.
The
room
rocked
and
settled
.
For
a
few
instants
,
while
the
smoke
still
hung
everywhere
,
Sophie
saw
to
her
amazement
the
well
-
known
outlines
of
the
parlor
in
the
house
where
she
had
been
born
.
She
knew
it
even
though
its
floor
was
bare
boards
and
there
were
no
pictures
on
the
wall
.
The
castle
room
seemed
to
wriggle
itself
into
place
inside
the
parlor
,
pushing
it
out
here
,
pulling
it
in
there
,
bringing
the
ceiling
down
to
match
its
own
beamed
ceiling
,
until
the
two
melted
together
and
became
the
castle
room
again
,
except
perhaps
now
a
bit
higher
and
squarer
than
it
had
been
.
“
Have
you
done
it
,
Calcifer
?
”
coughed
Howl
.
“
I
think
so
,
”
Calcifer
said
,
rising
up
the
chimney
.
He
looked
none
the
worse
for
his
ride
on
the
shovel
.
“
You
’
d
better
check
me
,
though
.
”
Howl
helped
himself
up
on
the
shovel
and
opened
the
door
with
the
yellow
blob
downward
.
Outside
was
the
street
in
Market
Chipping
that
Sophie
had
known
all
her
life
.
People
she
knew
were
walking
past
in
the
evening
,
taking
a
stroll
before
supper
,
the
way
a
lot
of
people
did
on
summer
.
Howl
nodded
at
Calcifer
,
shut
the
door
,
turned
the
knob
orange
-
down
,
and
opened
it
again
.
A
wide
,
weedy
drive
wound
away
from
the
door
now
,
among
clumps
of
trees
most
picturesquely
lit
sideways
by
the
low
sun
.
In
the
distance
stood
a
grand
stone
gateway
with
statues
on
it
.
“
Where
is
this
?
”
said
Howl
.
“
An
empty
mansion
at
the
end
of
the
valley
,
”
Calcifer
said
rather
defensively
.
“
It
’
s
the
nice
house
you
told
me
to
find
.
It
’
s
quite
fine
.
”
