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Oh! said Mr Norrell. We must find Mr Strange, said Mr Segundus. Mr Norrell gave a cry of horror. This time she told a story of a man who had gone huntingin a wood.

It seemed to him thatAbsalom's garden was exerting a strange kind of influence on him. Oh! said Toby, blankly, but then he appeared to decide that Stephenwas joking. The walls were pierced with surprizingly fewwindows. There wasan old longcase clock that stood in one corner of the room, a last remnant ofMr Norrell's childhood home in York.