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“
Of
course
not
!
”
Sophie
snapped
.
He
aches
made
her
irritable
.
“
They
look
at
me
and
run
for
their
lives
.
What
are
they
?
All
the
girls
whose
hearts
you
ate
?
”
Howl
laughed
.
“
No
.
Just
simple
spiders
,
”
he
said
and
went
dreamily
away
upstairs
.
Michael
sighed
.
He
went
into
the
broom
cupboard
and
hunted
until
he
found
an
old
folding
bed
,
a
straw
mattress
,
and
some
rugs
,
which
he
put
into
the
arched
space
under
the
stairs
.
“
You
’
d
better
sleep
here
tonight
,
”
he
told
Sophie
.
“
Does
that
mean
Howl
’
s
going
to
let
me
stay
?
”
Sophie
asked
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
!
”
Michael
said
irritably
.
“
Howl
never
commits
himself
to
anything
.
I
was
here
six
months
before
he
seemed
to
notice
I
was
living
here
and
made
me
his
apprentice
.
I
just
thought
a
bed
would
be
better
than
the
chair
.
”
“
Then
thank
you
very
much
,
”
Sophie
said
gratefully
.
The
bed
was
indeed
more
comfortable
than
a
chair
and
when
Calcifer
complained
he
was
hungry
in
the
night
,
it
was
an
easy
matter
for
Sophie
to
creak
her
way
out
and
give
him
another
log
.
In
the
days
that
followed
,
Sophie
cleaned
her
way
remorselessly
through
the
castle
.
She
really
enjoyed
herself
.
Telling
herself
she
was
looking
for
clues
,
she
washed
the
window
,
she
cleaned
out
the
oozing
sink
,
and
she
made
Michael
clear
everything
off
the
workbench
and
the
shelves
so
that
she
could
scrub
them
.
She
had
everything
out
of
the
cupboards
and
down
from
the
beams
and
cleaned
those
too
.
The
human
skull
,
she
fancied
,
began
to
look
as
long
suffering
as
Michael
.
It
had
been
moved
so
often
.
Then
she
tacked
an
old
sheet
to
the
beams
nearest
the
fireplace
and
forced
Calcifer
to
bend
his
head
down
while
she
swept
the
chimney
.
Calcifer
hated
that
.
He
crackled
with
mean
laughter
when
Sophie
discovered
that
soot
had
got
all
over
the
room
and
she
had
to
clean
it
all
again
.
That
was
Sophie
’
s
trouble
.
She
was
remorseless
,
but
she
lacked
method
.
But
there
was
a
method
to
her
remorselessness
:
she
calculated
that
she
could
not
clean
this
thoroughly
without
sooner
or
later
coming
across
Howl
’
s
hidden
hoard
of
girls
’
souls
,
or
chewed
up
hearts
—
or
else
something
that
explained
Calcifer
’
s
contract
.
Up
the
chimney
,
guarded
by
Calcifer
,
had
struck
her
as
a
good
hiding
place
.
But
there
was
nothing
there
but
quantities
of
soot
,
which
Sophie
stored
in
bags
in
the
yard
.
The
yard
was
high
on
her
list
of
hiding
places
.
Every
time
Howl
came
in
,
Michael
and
Calcifer
complained
loudly
about
Sophie
.
But
Howl
did
not
seem
to
attend
.
Not
did
he
seem
to
notice
the
cleanliness
.
And
nor
did
he
notice
that
the
food
closet
became
very
well
stocked
with
cakes
and
jam
and
the
occasional
lettuce
.
