Jonathan Strange And Mr Norrell
“The sky was of a deep, brilliant blue, and beneath it England lay sketched in deep shadows and in hazy reflections of the sky's fierce light. A great horse-chestnut leant over the road and made a pool of black shadow, and when the two riders reached the shadow it swallowed them up so that nothing remained of them except their voices.". . . and how long will it be before you consider publication?" said one. "For you must, you know. I have been considering the matter and I believe it is the first... duty of every modern magician to publish. I am surprized Norrell does not publish.""I dare say he will in time," said the other. "As to my publishing, who would wish to read what I have written? These days, when Norrell performs a new miracle every week, I cannot uppose that the work of a purely theoretical magician would be of much interest to any body.""Oh! You are too modest," said the first voice. "You must not leave every thing to Norrell. Norrell cannot do every thing.""But he can. He does," sighed the second voice.How pleasant to meet old friends!MoreLess
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