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here is part of my task... shall update regularly. and check that word in the thesauraus. :)

Howl’s moving Castle Chapter 2 (Martha’s P.O.V) ‘What?’ Martha held her breath. She saw Sophie’s eyes raking over her blue dress (Lettie’s dress, //Lettie’s// dress, she reminded herself), her dark hair, her blue eyes. All Lettie’s, of course. After a short pause, which Martha thought her sister would need, she said ‘I am Martha.’ Her mind cast back to a distant memory, one that made the corner of her mouth twitch up in amusement. ‘Who did you catch cutting up Lettie’s silk drawers? //I// never told Lettie that. Did you?’ ‘No,’ said Sophie, looking quite stunned. Martha titled her head slightly – something that she alone did, and clasped her hands around her knees, thumbs twiddling. ‘Why?’ asked Sophie after a moment, and Martha grimaced. ‘I’ve been dreading you coming to see me,’ she said, ‘because I knew I’d have to tell you. It’s a relief now I have. Promise you won’t tell anyone. I know you won’t tell if you promise. You’re so honourable.’ There! There was no way Sophie could not promise. ‘I promise,’ said Sophie. ‘But why? How?’ Martha, at that point, felt quite confident. Sophie hadn’t scolded her – yet. Hopefully the plan she and Lettie had devised would impress her. ‘Lettie and I arranged it,’ she said, twiddling her thumbs out of habit, ‘because Lettie wanted to learn witchcraft and I didn’t. Lettie’s got brains, and she wants a future where she can use them – only try telling that to Mother! Mother’s too jealous of Lettie to even admit she has brains!’ She scowled as she saw Sophie frown – Sophie would never think Mother was like that. ‘But what about you?’ asked Sophie. ‘Eat your cake,’ Martha said. ‘It’s good. Oh, yes, I can be clever too. It only took me two weeks at Mrs Fairfax’s to find the spell we’re using. I got up at night and read her books secretly, and it was easy really. Then I asked if I could visit my family and Mrs Fairfax said yes. She’s a dear. She thought I was homesick. So I took the spell and came here, and Lettie went back to Mrs Fairfax pretending to be me. The difficult part was the first week, when I didn’t know all the things I was supposed to know. It was awful. But I discovered that people like me – they do, you know, if //you// like them – and then it was all right. And Mrs Fairfax hasn’t kicked Lettie out, so I supposed she managed too.’ Sophie took a bite of the cake. ‘But what made you want to do this?’ At last! The question – the only question, quite frankly – that Martha wanted to answer. ‘I want to get married and have ten children.’ She grinned. ‘You’re not old enough!’ said Sophie, looking alarmed. ‘Not quite,’ Martha agreed. ‘But you can see I’ve got to start quite soon in order to fit ten children in. And this way gives me time to wait and see if the person I want likes me for being //me//. The spell’s going to wear off gradually, and I shall get more and more like myself, you see.’ Still looking astonished, Sophie finished the last of her cake – Martha somewhat happier – and asked ‘why ten children?’ ‘Because that’s how many I want,’ said Martha truthfully. 'I never knew!' cried Sophie. 'Well, it wasn't much good going on about it when you were so busy backing Mother up about me making my fortune,' Martha said.