Perhaps, she said, you are tired of London and of me, and you wish toreturn to Africa? No, said Stephen. omuch authority?When Mr Norrell had first come to London, his opinions had seemed verynew and not a little eccentric. Do you deny, sir, that MrStrange has put a spell upon his books to make them disappear so that a manmust buy another? And then another! He wagged a finger at Shackleton andlooked sly. The farmer wondered whether the blackcame off when Stephen touched things and he made other speculations of aneven more impertinent and disagreeable nature.
It was full of first thoughtscrossed-out, second thoughts crossed-out and third thoughts put in at anglesand made to wriggle around other words that were in the way. He awoke at two in the morning to find the carpet covered with three or fourhundred people, each about two or three inches high. He had the highest opinion of his own abilities and didnot think he would generally miss so obvious a connection. He sent fiery angels to menace the French and dragons to breatheflames over them.
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