) The Highlanders gave him some sweet, milky tea in return and soonthey were chatting very eompanionably together. In this case the key is a small cross-like object made of twothin pieces of metal. No sooner had the crowd begun toexclaim and wonder about this mysterious object than several more appeared. This wicked man was, until quite recently, themayor of a small town in the Loire valley.
Lord Byron! Of course! cried Dr Greysteel. Poor Mr Norrell! Nothing could be less to his taste than the creation ofother magicians. The man seemed to stride out of thewall and John Segundus knew him at once for a magician. Lord Liverpool glanced at the papers.
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