Ходячий замок

Chapter 12

           Shefeltalittlechilly,inspiteoftheheatofthedayblowingthroughtheopenwindowsoftheshaded,elegantroom.“Yes,”shesaid.“He’smadesomesortofcontractwithhisfiredemon.”

           Mrs.Pentstemmon’shandsshookalittleonherstick.“Thatwillbeit.Youmustbreakthatcontract,Mrs.Pendragon.”

           “IwouldifIknewhow,”Sophiesaid.

           “Surelyyourownmaternalfeelingsandyourownstrongmagicgiftwilltellyouhow,”Mrs.Pentstemmonsaid.“Ihavebeenlookingatyou,Mrs.Pendragon,thoughyoumaynothavenoticed—”

           “Oh,Inoticed,Mrs.Pentstemmon,”Sophiesaid.

           “—andIlikeyourgift,”saidMrs.Pentstemmon.“Itbringslifetothings,suchasthatstickinyourhand,whichyouhaveevidentlytalkedto,totheextentthatithasbecomewhatthelaymanwouldcallamagicwand.Ithinkyouwouldnotfindittoohardtobreakthatcontract.”

           “Yes,butIneedtoknowwhatthetermsofitare,”Sophiesaid.“DidHowltellyouIwasawitch,becauseifhedid—”

           “Hedidnot.Thereisnoneedtobecoy.Youcanrelyonmyexperiencetoknowthesethings,”saidMrs.Pentstemmon.Then,toSophie’srelief,sheshuthereyes.Itwaslikeastronglightbeingturnedoff.“Idonotknow,nordoIwishtoknowaboutsuchcontracts,”shesaid.Hercanewobbledagain,asifshemightbeshuddering.Hermouthquirkedintoaline,suggestingshehadunexpectedlybittenonapeppercorn.“ButInowsee,”shesaid,“whathashappenedtotheWitch.Shemadeacontractwithafiredemonand,overtheyears,thatdemonhastakencontrolofher.

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