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Calcifer
was
not
much
help
.
“
It
doesn
’
t
make
any
difference
how
many
people
know
you
’
re
under
a
spell
,
”
he
said
.
“
It
hasn
’
t
helped
the
dog
much
,
has
it
?
”
“
No
,
but
—
”
Sophie
began
,
but
,
just
then
,
the
castle
door
clicked
and
opened
.
Sophie
and
Calcifer
looked
.
They
saw
the
door
-
knob
was
still
set
to
black
-
down
,
and
they
expected
Howl
to
come
through
it
.
It
was
hard
to
say
which
of
them
was
more
astonished
when
the
person
who
slid
rather
cautiously
round
the
door
turned
out
to
be
Miss
Angorian
.
Miss
Angorian
was
equally
astonished
.
“
Oh
,
I
beg
your
pardon
!
”
she
said
.
“
I
thought
Mr
.
Jenkins
might
be
here
.
”
“
He
’
s
out
,
”
Sophie
said
stiffly
,
and
she
wondered
where
Howl
had
gone
,
if
not
to
see
Miss
Angorian
.
Miss
Angorian
let
go
of
the
door
,
which
she
had
been
clutching
in
her
surprise
.
She
left
it
swinging
open
on
nothing
and
came
pleadingly
toward
Sophie
.
Sophie
found
she
had
got
up
herself
and
come
across
the
room
.
It
seemed
as
if
she
was
trying
to
block
Miss
Angorian
off
.
“
Please
,
”
said
Miss
Angorian
,
“
don
’
t
tell
Mr
.
Jenkins
I
was
here
.
To
tell
you
the
truth
,
I
only
encouraged
him
in
hope
of
getting
news
of
my
fiancé
—
Ben
Sullivan
,
you
know
.
I
’
m
positive
Ben
disappeared
to
the
same
place
Mr
.
Jenkins
keeps
disappearing
to
.
Only
Ben
didn
’
t
come
back
.
”
“
There
’
s
no
Mr
.
Sullivan
here
,
”
Sophie
said
.
And
she
thought
,
That
’
s
Wizard
Suliman
’
s
name
!
I
don
’
t
believe
a
word
of
it
!
“
Oh
,
I
know
that
,
”
Miss
Angorian
said
.
“
But
this
feels
like
the
right
place
.
Do
you
mind
if
I
just
look
round
a
little
to
give
myself
some
idea
of
the
sort
of
life
Ben
’
s
leading
now
?
”
She
hooked
her
sheet
of
black
hair
behind
one
ear
and
tried
to
walk
further
into
the
room
.
Sophie
stood
in
the
way
.
This
forced
Miss
Angorian
to
tiptoe
pleadingly
away
sideways
toward
the
workbench
.
“
How
very
quaint
!
”
she
said
,
looking
at
the
bottles
and
jars
.
“
What
a
quaint
little
town
!
”
she
said
,
looking
out
of
the
window
.
“
It
’
s
called
Market
Chipping
,
”
Sophie
said
,
and
she
moved
round
and
herded
Miss
Angorian
back
towards
the
door
.
“
And
what
’
s
up
those
stairs
?
”
Miss
Angorian
asked
,
pointing
to
the
open
door
to
the
stairs
.
