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He
opened
the
door
into
the
street
,
and
the
same
shop
bell
tinkled
that
Sophie
had
heard
all
her
life
.
Sophie
hobbled
out
into
the
empty
early
-
morning
street
.
The
shop
front
had
been
newly
painted
green
and
yellow
.
Curly
letters
over
the
window
said
:
H
.
JENKINS
FRESH
FLOWERS
DAILY
.
“
Changed
your
mind
about
common
names
,
haven
’
t
you
?
”
said
Sophie
.
“
For
reasons
of
disguise
only
,
”
said
Howl
.
“
I
prefer
Pendragon
.
”
“
And
where
do
the
fresh
flowers
come
from
?
”
Sophie
asked
.
“
You
can
’
t
say
that
and
then
sell
wax
roses
off
hats
.
”
“
Wait
and
see
,
”
said
Howl
,
leading
the
way
back
into
the
shop
.
They
went
through
and
out
into
the
yard
Sophie
had
known
all
her
life
.
It
was
only
half
the
size
now
,
because
Howl
’
s
yard
from
the
moving
castle
took
up
one
side
of
it
.
Sophie
looked
up
beyond
the
brick
walls
of
Howl
’
s
yard
to
her
own
old
house
.
It
looked
rather
odd
because
of
the
new
window
in
it
that
belonged
to
Howl
’
s
bedroom
,
and
it
made
Sophie
feel
odder
still
when
she
realized
that
Howl
’
s
window
did
not
look
out
onto
the
things
she
saw
now
.
She
could
see
the
window
of
her
own
old
bedroom
,
up
above
the
shop
.
That
made
her
feel
odd
too
,
because
there
did
not
seem
to
be
any
way
to
get
up
into
it
now
.
As
Sophie
hobbled
after
Howl
indoors
again
and
up
the
stairs
to
the
broom
cupboard
,
she
realized
she
was
being
very
gruff
.
Seeing
her
own
old
home
this
way
was
giving
her
fearsome
mixed
feelings
.
“
I
think
it
’
s
all
very
nice
,
”
she
said
.
“
Really
?
”
Howl
said
coldly
.
His
feelings
were
hurt
.
He
did
so
like
to
be
appreciated
,
Sophie
thought
,
sighing
,
as
Howl
went
to
the
castle
door
and
turned
the
knob
to
purple
-
down
.
On
the
other
hand
,
she
did
not
think
she
ever
praised
Howl
,
any
more
than
Calcifer
did
,
and
she
wondered
why
she
should
start
now
.
The
door
opened
.
Big
bushes
loaded
with
flowers
drifted
gently
past
and
stopped
so
that
Sophie
could
climb
down
among
them
.
Between
the
bushes
,
lanes
of
long
,
bright
green
grass
led
in
all
different
directions
.
Howl
and
Sophie
walked
down
the
nearest
,
and
the
castle
followed
them
,
brushing
petals
off
as
it
went
.
The
castle
,
tall
and
back
and
misshapen
though
it
was
,
blowing
its
peculiar
little
wisps
of
smoke
from
one
turret
or
another
,
did
not
look
out
of
place
here
.
Magic
had
been
at
work
here
.
Sophie
knew
it
had
.
And
the
castle
fitted
somehow
.
