Ходячий замок
Chapter 6
Sophiepressedherhandstoherears,butthescreamspressedthroughherhands,louderandlouderstill,morehorribleeverysecond.Calcifershrankhurriedlydowninthegrateandflickeredhiswayunderhislowestlog.MichaelgrabbedSophiebyherelbowanddraggedhertothedoor.Hespuntheknobtoblue-down,kickedthedooropen,andgotthembothoutintothestreetinPorthavenasfastashecould.
Thenoisewasalmostashorribleoutthere.Doorswereopeningalldowntheroadandpeoplewererunningoutwiththeirhandsovertheirears.
“Oughtwetoleavehimaloneinthatstate?”Sophiequavered.
“Yes,”saidMichael.“Ifhethinksit’syourfault,thendefinitely.”
Theyhurriedthroughthetown,pursuedbythrobbingscreams.Quiteacrowdcamewiththem.Inspiteofthefactthatthefoghadnowbecomeaseepingseadrizzle,everyonemadefortheharbororthesands,wherethenoiseseemedeasiertobear.Thefrayvastnessoftheseasoakeditupalittle.Everyonestoodindamphuddles,lookingoutatthemistywhitehorizonandthedrippingropesonthemooredshipswhilethenoisebecameagigantic,heartbrokensobbing.Sophiereflectedthatshewasseeingtheseacloseforthefirsttimeinherlife.Itwaspitythatshewasnotenjoyingitmore.
Thesobsdiedawaytovast,miserablesighsandthentosilence.Peoplebegancautiouslytogobackintothetown.SomeofthemcametimidlyuptoSophie.
“IssomethingwrongwiththepoorSorcerer,Mrs.Witch?”
“He’salittleunhappytoday,”Michaelsaid.“Comeon.Ithinkwecanriskgoingbacknow.
