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Sophie
was
not
sure
she
believed
a
word
of
this
,
though
it
was
certainly
to
Kingsbury
,
with
the
doorknob
red
-
down
,
that
Howl
departed
after
breakfast
,
waving
Michael
aside
when
Michael
tried
to
consult
him
about
the
perplexing
spell
.
Michael
,
since
he
had
nothing
else
to
do
,
left
too
.
He
said
he
might
as
well
go
to
Cesari
’
s
.
Sophie
was
left
alone
.
She
still
did
not
truly
believe
what
Howl
had
said
about
Lettie
,
but
she
had
been
wrong
about
him
before
,
and
she
had
only
Michael
and
Calcifer
’
s
word
for
Howl
’
s
behavior
,
after
all
.
She
collected
up
all
the
little
blue
triangles
of
cloth
and
began
guiltily
sewing
them
back
into
the
silver
fishing
net
which
was
all
that
was
left
of
the
suit
.
When
someone
knocked
at
the
door
,
she
started
violently
,
thinking
it
was
the
scarecrow
again
.
“
Porthaven
door
,
”
Calcifer
said
,
flickering
a
purple
grin
at
her
.
That
should
be
all
right
,
then
.
Sophie
hobbled
over
and
opened
it
,
blue
-
down
.
There
was
a
cart
horse
outside
.
The
young
fellow
of
fifty
who
was
leading
it
wondered
if
Mrs
.
Witch
had
something
which
might
stop
it
casting
shoes
all
the
time
.
“
I
’
ll
see
,
”
said
Sophie
.
She
hobbled
over
to
the
grate
.
“
What
shall
I
do
?
”
she
whispered
.
“
Yellow
powder
,
fourth
jar
along
on
the
second
shelf
,
”
Calcifer
whispered
back
.
“
Those
spells
are
mostly
belief
.
Don
’
t
look
uncertain
when
you
give
it
to
him
.
”
So
Sophie
poured
yellow
powder
into
a
square
of
paper
as
she
had
seen
Michael
do
,
twisted
it
smartly
,
and
hobbled
to
the
door
with
it
.
“
There
you
are
,
my
boy
,
”
she
said
.
“
That
’
ll
stick
the
shoes
on
harder
than
any
hundred
nails
.
Do
you
hear
me
,
horse
?
You
won
’
t
need
a
smith
for
the
next
year
.
That
’
ll
be
a
penny
,
thank
you
.
”
It
was
quite
a
busy
day
.
Sophie
had
to
put
down
her
sewing
and
sell
,
with
Calcifer
’
s
help
,
a
spell
to
unblock
drains
,
another
to
fetch
goats
,
and
something
to
make
good
beer
.
The
only
one
that
gave
her
any
trouble
was
the
customer
who
pounded
on
the
door
in
Kingsbury
.
Sophie
opened
it
red
-
down
to
find
a
richly
dressed
boy
not
much
older
than
Michael
,
white
-
faced
and
sweating
,
wringing
his
hands
on
the
doorstep
.
“
Madam
Sorceress
,
for
pity
’
s
sake
!
”
he
said
.
“
I
have
to
fight
a
duel
at
dawn
tomorrow
.
Give
me
something
to
make
sure
I
win
.
I
’
ll
pay
any
sum
you
ask
!
”
