Mr Norrell was silent. As they went up and down the narrow steps they heardthe murmur of grave conversation coming from the houses, but there was nolaughter, no song, no child's voice raised in excitement. Not for manyhundreds of years had their art been held in such high regard. Some went to avoid debts or scandal and some, like Strange, went tofind a tranquillity that eluded them in England.
They both fired their pistols at the same time. By the by, sir, I have been meaning to tell you. Then, you know, we could put 'Supplier of Buttons to his Grace the Dukeof Wellington' in all our advertisements. Mr Norrell took his candle and made his way along the passageway(which was indeed very dark).
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