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“
I
’
m
afraid
there
’
s
only
bread
and
cheese
,
”
Michael
said
rather
stiffly
.
“
But
there
’
s
a
whole
basket
of
eggs
in
there
!
”
Sophie
said
.
“
And
isn
’
t
that
bacon
?
What
about
a
hot
drink
as
well
?
Where
’
s
your
kettle
?
”
“
There
isn
’
t
one
,
”
Michael
said
.
“
Howl
’
s
the
only
one
who
can
cook
.
”
“
I
can
cook
,
”
said
Sophie
.
“
Unhook
that
frying
pan
and
I
’
ll
show
you
.
”
She
reached
for
the
large
black
pan
hanging
on
the
closet
wall
,
in
spite
of
Michael
trying
to
prevent
her
.
“
You
don
’
t
understand
,
”
Michael
said
.
“
It
’
s
Calcifer
,
the
fire
demon
.
He
won
’
t
bend
down
his
head
to
be
cooked
on
for
anyone
but
Howl
.
”
Sophie
turned
and
looked
at
the
fire
demon
.
He
flickered
back
at
her
wickedly
.
“
I
refuse
to
be
exploited
,
”
he
said
.
“
You
mean
,
”
Sophie
said
to
Michael
,
“
that
you
have
to
do
without
even
a
hot
drink
unless
Howl
’
s
here
?
”
Michael
gave
an
embarrassed
nod
.
“
Then
you
’
re
the
one
that
’
s
being
exploited
!
”
said
Sophie
.
“
Give
that
here
.
”
She
wrenched
the
pan
from
Michael
’
s
resisting
fingers
,
plonked
the
bacon
into
it
,
popped
a
handy
wooden
spoon
into
the
egg
basket
,
and
marched
with
the
lot
to
the
fireplace
.
“
Now
,
Calcifer
,
”
she
said
,
“
let
’
s
have
no
more
nonsense
.
Bend
down
your
head
.
”
“
You
can
’
t
make
me
!
”
crackled
the
fire
demon
.
“
Oh
,
yes
I
can
!
”
Sophie
crackled
back
,
with
the
ferocity
that
had
often
stopped
both
her
sisters
in
mid
-
fight
.
“
If
you
don
’
t
,
I
shall
pour
water
on
you
.
Or
I
shall
pick
up
the
tongs
and
take
away
both
your
logs
,
”
she
added
,
as
she
got
herself
creaking
onto
her
knees
by
the
hearth
.
There
she
whispered
,
“
Or
I
can
go
back
on
our
bargain
,
or
tell
Howl
about
it
,
can
’
t
I
?
”
“
Oh
,
curses
!
”
Calcifer
spat
.
“
Why
did
you
let
her
in
here
,
Michael
?
”
Sulkily
he
bent
his
blue
face
forward
until
all
that
could
be
seen
of
him
was
a
ring
of
curly
green
flames
dancing
on
the
logs
.
