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. Look at those spiders! Mrs.Fairfax said. And the dust on these curtains! said Fanny. Annabel, I saw some brooms in that passage you camethrough. Let s get them, said Mrs.Fairfax. I ll pin that dress up for you, Fanny, and we ll get to work.I can tbear a room to be in this state! Oh, poorHowl ! Sophie thought.He does love those spiders! She hovered on the stairs, wondering howto stop Mrs.Fairfax and Fanny.From downstairs, Michael called, Sophie! We re going to look round the mansion.Want to come? That seemed the ideal thing to stop the two ladies from cleaning.Sophie called to Fanny and hobbledhurriedly downstairs.Lettie and Percival were already opening the door.Lettie had not listened whenSophie explained it to Fanny.And it was clear that Percival did not understand either.Sophie saw theywere opening it purple-down by mistake.They got it open as Sophie hobbled across the room to putthem right.The scarecrow loomed up in the doorway against the flowers. Shutit! Sophie screamed.She saw what had happened.She had actually helped the scarecrow lastnight by telling it to go ten times as fast.It had simply sped to the castle entrance and tried to get in there.But Miss Angorian was out there.Sophie wondered if she was lying in the bushes in a dead faint. No, Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmldon t, she said weakly.No one was attending to her anyway.Lettie s face was the color of Fanny s dress, and she wasclutching Martha.Percival was standing staring, and Michael was trying to catch the skull, which wasyattering its teeth so hard that it was threatening to fall off the bench and take a wine bottle with it.Andthe skull seemed to have a strange effect on the guitar too.It was giving out long, humming twangs:Noumm Harrummm! Noumm Harrummm!Calcifer flamed up the chimney again. The thing is speaking, he said to Sophie. It is saying it means noharm.I think it is speaking the truth.It is waiting for your permission to come in. Certainly the scarecrow was just standing there.It was not trying to barge inside as it had before.AndCalcifer must have trusted it.He had stopped the castle moving.Sophie looked at the turnip face and thefluttering rags.It was not so frightening after all.She had once had fellow feeling for it.She rathersuspected that she had just made it into a convenient excuse for not leaving the castle because she hadreally wanted to stay.Now there was no point.Sophie had to leave anyway: Howl preferred MissAngorian. Please come in, she said, a little croakily. Ahmmnng! said the guitar.The scarecrow surged into the room with one powerful sideways hop.Itstood swinging about on its one leg as if it was looking for something.The smell of flowers it had broughtin with it did not hide its own smell of dust and rotting turnip.The skull yattered under Michael s fingers again.The scarecrow spun round, gladly, and fell sidewaystoward it.Michael made one attempt to rescue the skull and then got hastily out of the way.For as thescarecrow fell across the bench, therecame the fizzing jolt of strong magic and the skull melted into thescarecrow s turnip head.It seemed to get inside the turnip and fill it out.There was now a strongsuggestion of a rather craggy face on the turnip.The trouble was,it was on the back of the scarecrow.The scarecrow gave a wooden scramble, hopped upright uncertainly, and then swiftly spun its bodyround so that the front of it was under the craggy turnip face.Slowly it eased its outstretched arms downto its sides. Now I can speak, it said in a somewhat mushy voice. I may faint, Fanny announced, on the stairs. Nonsense, Mrs.Fairfax said, behind Fanny. The thing s only a magician s golem.It has to do what itwas sent to do.They re quite harmless. Lettie, all the same, looked ready to faint.But the only one who did faint was Percival.He flopped to thefloor, quite quietly, and lay curled up as if he were asleep.Lettie, in spite of her terror, ran toward him,only to back away as the scarecrow gave another hop and stood itself in front of Percival. This is one of the parts I was sent to find, it said in its mushy voice.It swung on its stick until it wasfacing Sophie. I must thank you, it said. My skull was far away and I ran out of strength before Ireached it.I would have lain in that hedge forever if you had not come and talked life into me. Itswiveled to Mrs.Fairfax and then to Lettie. I thank you both too, it said. Who sent you? What are you supposed to do? Sophie said. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlThe scarecrow swung about uncertainly. More than this, it said. There are still parts missing. Everyone waited, most of them too shaken to speak, while the scarecrow rotated this way and that,seemingly thinking. What is Percival a part of? Sophie said. Let it collect itself, said Calcifer. No one s asked it to explain itself bef He suddenly stoppedspeaking and shrank until barely a green flame showed.Michael and Sophie exchanged alarmed glances.Then a new voice spoke, out of nowhere.It was enlarged and muffled, as if itwere speaking in a box,but it was unmistakably the voice of the Witch. Michael Fisher, it said, tell your master, Howl, that hefell for my decoy.I now have the woman called Lily Angorian in my fortress in the Waste.Tell him I willonly let her go if he comes himself to fetch her.Is that clear, Michael Fisher? The scarecrow whirled round and hopped for the open door. Oh, no! Michael cried out. Stop it! The Witch must have sent it so that she could get in here! Chapter 21:In which a contract is concluded before witnessesMost people ran after the scarecrow.Sophie ran the other way, through the broom cupboard and intothe shop, grabbing her stick as she went. This is my fault! she muttered. I have a genius for doing things wrong! I could have kept MissAngorian indoors.I only needed to talk to her politely, poor thing! Howl may have forgiven me a lot ofthings, but he s not going to forgive me for this in a hurry! In the flower shop she hauled the seven-league boots out of the window display and emptied hibiscus,roses, and water out of them onto the floor.She unlocked the shop door and towed the wet boots outonto the crowded pavement [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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. Look at those spiders! Mrs.Fairfax said. And the dust on these curtains! said Fanny. Annabel, I saw some brooms in that passage you camethrough. Let s get them, said Mrs.Fairfax. I ll pin that dress up for you, Fanny, and we ll get to work.I can tbear a room to be in this state! Oh, poorHowl ! Sophie thought.He does love those spiders! She hovered on the stairs, wondering howto stop Mrs.Fairfax and Fanny.From downstairs, Michael called, Sophie! We re going to look round the mansion.Want to come? That seemed the ideal thing to stop the two ladies from cleaning.Sophie called to Fanny and hobbledhurriedly downstairs.Lettie and Percival were already opening the door.Lettie had not listened whenSophie explained it to Fanny.And it was clear that Percival did not understand either.Sophie saw theywere opening it purple-down by mistake.They got it open as Sophie hobbled across the room to putthem right.The scarecrow loomed up in the doorway against the flowers. Shutit! Sophie screamed.She saw what had happened.She had actually helped the scarecrow lastnight by telling it to go ten times as fast.It had simply sped to the castle entrance and tried to get in there.But Miss Angorian was out there.Sophie wondered if she was lying in the bushes in a dead faint. No, Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmldon t, she said weakly.No one was attending to her anyway.Lettie s face was the color of Fanny s dress, and she wasclutching Martha.Percival was standing staring, and Michael was trying to catch the skull, which wasyattering its teeth so hard that it was threatening to fall off the bench and take a wine bottle with it.Andthe skull seemed to have a strange effect on the guitar too.It was giving out long, humming twangs:Noumm Harrummm! Noumm Harrummm!Calcifer flamed up the chimney again. The thing is speaking, he said to Sophie. It is saying it means noharm.I think it is speaking the truth.It is waiting for your permission to come in. Certainly the scarecrow was just standing there.It was not trying to barge inside as it had before.AndCalcifer must have trusted it.He had stopped the castle moving.Sophie looked at the turnip face and thefluttering rags.It was not so frightening after all.She had once had fellow feeling for it.She rathersuspected that she had just made it into a convenient excuse for not leaving the castle because she hadreally wanted to stay.Now there was no point.Sophie had to leave anyway: Howl preferred MissAngorian. Please come in, she said, a little croakily. Ahmmnng! said the guitar.The scarecrow surged into the room with one powerful sideways hop.Itstood swinging about on its one leg as if it was looking for something.The smell of flowers it had broughtin with it did not hide its own smell of dust and rotting turnip.The skull yattered under Michael s fingers again.The scarecrow spun round, gladly, and fell sidewaystoward it.Michael made one attempt to rescue the skull and then got hastily out of the way.For as thescarecrow fell across the bench, therecame the fizzing jolt of strong magic and the skull melted into thescarecrow s turnip head.It seemed to get inside the turnip and fill it out.There was now a strongsuggestion of a rather craggy face on the turnip.The trouble was,it was on the back of the scarecrow.The scarecrow gave a wooden scramble, hopped upright uncertainly, and then swiftly spun its bodyround so that the front of it was under the craggy turnip face.Slowly it eased its outstretched arms downto its sides. Now I can speak, it said in a somewhat mushy voice. I may faint, Fanny announced, on the stairs. Nonsense, Mrs.Fairfax said, behind Fanny. The thing s only a magician s golem.It has to do what itwas sent to do.They re quite harmless. Lettie, all the same, looked ready to faint.But the only one who did faint was Percival.He flopped to thefloor, quite quietly, and lay curled up as if he were asleep.Lettie, in spite of her terror, ran toward him,only to back away as the scarecrow gave another hop and stood itself in front of Percival. This is one of the parts I was sent to find, it said in its mushy voice.It swung on its stick until it wasfacing Sophie. I must thank you, it said. My skull was far away and I ran out of strength before Ireached it.I would have lain in that hedge forever if you had not come and talked life into me. Itswiveled to Mrs.Fairfax and then to Lettie. I thank you both too, it said. Who sent you? What are you supposed to do? Sophie said. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlThe scarecrow swung about uncertainly. More than this, it said. There are still parts missing. Everyone waited, most of them too shaken to speak, while the scarecrow rotated this way and that,seemingly thinking. What is Percival a part of? Sophie said. Let it collect itself, said Calcifer. No one s asked it to explain itself bef He suddenly stoppedspeaking and shrank until barely a green flame showed.Michael and Sophie exchanged alarmed glances.Then a new voice spoke, out of nowhere.It was enlarged and muffled, as if itwere speaking in a box,but it was unmistakably the voice of the Witch. Michael Fisher, it said, tell your master, Howl, that hefell for my decoy.I now have the woman called Lily Angorian in my fortress in the Waste.Tell him I willonly let her go if he comes himself to fetch her.Is that clear, Michael Fisher? The scarecrow whirled round and hopped for the open door. Oh, no! Michael cried out. Stop it! The Witch must have sent it so that she could get in here! Chapter 21:In which a contract is concluded before witnessesMost people ran after the scarecrow.Sophie ran the other way, through the broom cupboard and intothe shop, grabbing her stick as she went. This is my fault! she muttered. I have a genius for doing things wrong! I could have kept MissAngorian indoors.I only needed to talk to her politely, poor thing! Howl may have forgiven me a lot ofthings, but he s not going to forgive me for this in a hurry! In the flower shop she hauled the seven-league boots out of the window display and emptied hibiscus,roses, and water out of them onto the floor.She unlocked the shop door and towed the wet boots outonto the crowded pavement [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]