He indicated the servant at his side. Nothing about the man pleased him. The brown fields were partly flooded; they were strung with chains of chill, grey pools. On a day in December, when snow wasfalling in large, soft flakes from heavy, greenish-grey clouds, the twomagicians were seated in Mr Norrell's library.
He comes here to warn us. This was a quiet room at the back of the house, overlooking the garden. There was a sudden rush of scents upon the air - scents of frost, winter earthand the nearby river. offinto Strange's hand with an odd gesture, as though it was not a book at all,but a small bird which clung
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