Sophie did not care to think how Howl might react if Fanny woke him by stabbing him with her parasol. “No, no!” she said. “Howl has been very kind to me.” And this was true, Sophie realized. Howl showed his kindness rather strangely, but, considering all Sophie had done to annoy him, he had been very good to her indeed.

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Howl’s voice was presently heard shouting weakly, “Help me, someone! I’m dying from neglect up here!” Sophie snorted.

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Women do not count,” said the Sultan. “Therefore, it is impossible to be unfair to them.

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Sophie,” Michael said in a voice of doom.

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Is something the matter?” Sophie sniffed. “I’m old.

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You’ll be the death of me! You’re as heartless as Howl!” Calcifer choked.

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I love Wales, but it doesn’t love me.

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By now it was clear that Calcifer did all the strong magic in the castle and Michael did all the hackwork, while Howl gadded off catching girls and exploiting the other two just as Fanny had exploited her.

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She realized Howl was going out then. “You’ll make your cold worse,” she said. “I shall die and then you’ll all be sorry,” the red-bearded man said, and went out through the door with the knob green-down.

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He was standing holding the door to the stairs open with an arm that was entirely hidden inside an immense blue-and-silver sleeve. His feet, on the bottom stair, were standing inside the top half of a gigantic blue-and-silver jacket. Howl’s other arm did not come anywhere near the other huge sleeve. Sophie could see that arm in outline, making bulging gestures under a vast frill of collar. Behind Howl, the stairs were full of blue-and-silver suit trailing back all the way to his bedroom.

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But what call has he to be walking around in a charmed suit?

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But what call has he to be walking around in a charmed suit? It is a dazzling attraction charm, directed at ladies – very well done, I admit, and barely detectable even to my trained eye, since it appears to have been darned into the seams – and one which will render him almost irresistible to ladies. This represents a downward trend into black arts which must surely cause you some motherly concern, Mrs. Pendragon.

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Sophie nearly said the smell reminded her of the bathroom after Howl had been in it, but she bit it back.

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Sophie shrugged again. She would have to deal with that problem when she came back.

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That was Sophie’s trouble. She was remorseless, but she lacked method.

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And the scarecrow went soaring away. Up and backward it went, rags fluttering, arms wheeling in protest, up and out, and on and on, until it was a soaring speck in the sky, then a vanishing point in the clouds, and then not to be seen at all.

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Seeing Seb’s jeering face, it came to her that Seb had always loved her the way most people bear a grudge.

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Oh, hello, Howl,” Michael said helplessly.

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Sophie began to feel that Wizard Howl and the Witch of the Waste should get together.

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Sophie looked up at him. As she had feared, the hard black-and-white daylight coming through the broken wall showed her that Howl had not bothered to shave or tidy his hair.

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I thank you for giving me ten times my former speed.

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