He picked up a nail-buffer from the table andbegan to polish his nails with it. Yes, that occurred to me too. Liking this place a little better than otherItalian towns he had seen, he stayed almost a week. His blue eyes were long and slanting and his brows were as fineand dark as penstrokes with a curious flourish at the end.
But, as you see, that is all past now. He had, he said, a proposal to putbefore them, a proposal which concerned Mr Norrell. In every spell they recorded, in every word they wrote, theywere trying to re-create the glorious Magic of their predecessors (those Heturned down the lane.
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