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As
they
went
along
the
quayside
,
several
sailors
called
out
anxiously
from
the
moored
ships
,
wanting
to
know
it
the
noise
meant
storms
or
bad
luck
.
“
Not
at
all
,
”
Sophie
called
back
.
“
It
’
s
all
over
now
.
”
But
it
was
not
.
They
came
back
to
the
wizard
’
s
house
,
which
was
an
ordinary
crooked
little
building
from
the
outside
that
Sophie
would
not
have
recognized
if
Michael
had
not
been
with
her
.
Michael
opened
the
shabby
little
door
rather
cautiously
.
Inside
,
Howl
was
still
sitting
in
the
stool
.
He
sat
in
an
attitude
of
utter
despair
.
And
he
was
covered
all
over
in
thick
green
slime
.
There
were
horrendous
,
dramatic
,
violent
quantities
of
green
slime
—
oodles
of
it
.
It
covered
Howl
completely
.
It
draped
his
head
and
shoulders
in
sticky
dollops
,
heaping
on
his
knees
and
hands
,
trickling
in
glops
down
his
legs
,
and
dripping
off
the
stool
in
sticky
strands
.
It
was
in
oozing
ponds
and
crawling
pools
over
most
of
the
floor
.
Long
fingers
of
it
had
crept
into
the
heart
.
It
smelled
vile
.
“
Save
me
!
”
Calcifer
cried
in
a
hoarse
whisper
.
He
was
down
to
two
desperately
flickering
small
flames
.
“
This
stuff
is
going
to
put
me
out
!
”
Sophie
held
up
her
skirt
and
marched
as
near
Howl
as
she
could
get
—
which
was
not
very
near
.
“
Stop
it
!
”
she
said
.
“
Stop
it
at
once
!
You
are
behaving
just
like
a
baby
!
”
Howl
did
not
move
or
answer
.
His
face
stared
from
behind
the
slime
,
white
and
tragic
and
wide
-
eyed
.
“
What
shall
we
do
?
Is
he
dead
?
”
Michael
asked
,
jittering
beside
the
door
.
Michael
was
a
nice
boy
,
Sophie
thought
,
but
a
bit
helpless
in
a
crisis
.
“
No
,
of
course
he
isn
’
t
,
”
she
said
.
“
And
if
it
wasn
’
t
for
Calcifer
,
he
could
behave
like
a
jellied
eel
all
day
for
all
I
care
!
Open
the
bathroom
door
.
”
