Chapters (81)
- Cover
- JONATHAN STRANGE & Mr NORRELL
- Dedication
- Preface
- Volume IMr Norrell
- 1The library at Hurtfew
- 2The Old Starre Inn
- 3The stones of York
- 4The Friends of English Magic
- 5Drawlight
- 6“Magic is not respectable, sir.”
- 7An opportunity unlikely to occur again
- 8A gentleman with thistle-down hair
- 9Lady Pole
- 10The difficulty of finding employment for a magician
- 11Brest
- 12The Spirit of English Magic urges Mr Norrell to the Aid of Britannia
- 13The magician of Threadneedle-street
- 14Heart-break Farm
- 15“How is Lady Pole?”
- 16Lost-hope
- 17The unaccountable appearance of twenty-five guineas
- 18Sir Walter consults gentlemen in several professions
- 19The Peep-O’Day-Boys
- 20The unlikely milliner
- 21The cards of Marseilles
- 22The Knight of Wands
- Volume IIJonathan Strange
- 23The Shadow House
- 24Another magician
- 25The education of a magician
- 26Orb, crown and sceptre
- 27The magician’s wife
- 28The Duke of Roxburghe’s library
- 29At the house of José Estoril
- 30The book of Robert Findhelm
- 31Seventeen dead Neapolitans
- 32The King
- 33Place the moon at my eyes
- 34On the edge of the desert
- 35The Nottinghamshire gentleman
- 36All the mirrors of the world
- 37The Cinque Dragownes
- 38From The Edinburgh Review
- 39The two magicians
- 40“Depend upon it; there is no such place.”
- 41Starecross
- 42Strange decides to write a book
- 43The curious adventure of Mr Hyde
- 44Arabella
- Volume IIIJohn Uskglass
- 45Prologue to The History and Practice of English Magic
- 46“The sky spoke to me …”
- 47“A black lad and a blue fella – that ought to mean summat.”
- 48The Engravings
- 49Wildness and madness
- 50The History and Practice of English Magic
- 51A family by the name of Greysteel
- 52The old lady of Cannaregio
- 53A little dead grey mouse
- 54A little box, the colour of heartache
- 55The second shall see his dearest possession in his enemy’s hand
- 56The Black Tower
- 57The Black Letters 1
- 58Henry Woodhope pays a visit
- 59Leucrocuta, the Wolf of the Evening
- 60Tempest and lies
- 61Tree speaks to Stone; Stone speaks to Water
- 62I came to them in a cry that broke the silence of a winter wood
- 63The first shall bury his heart in a dark wood beneath the snow, yet still feel its ache
- 64Two versions of Lady Pole
- 65The ashes, the pearls, the counterpane and the kiss
- 66Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell
- 67The hawthorn tree
- 68“Yes.”
- 69Strangites and Norrellites
- Acknowledgements
- Notes
- A Note on the Author
- By the Same Author
- Also Available by Susanna Clarke
“Good,” said Childermass. “In your interest, Mr Norrell, I have taken care to improve my acquaintance with all Vinculus’s wives. It has always seemed to me nigh on impossible that one of them did not know something that would help us. It seemed to me that all I had to do was to go with them to enough gin-houses, buy them enough gin, and let them talk, and eventually one of them would reveal it to me. Well, I was right. Three weeks ago Nan Purvis told me a story which finally put me on the track of Vinculus’s book.”
“Which one is Nan Purvis?” inquired Lascelles.
“The first. She told me something that happened twenty or thirty years ago when Vinculus and she were first married. They had been drinking at a gin-house. They had spent their money and exhausted their credit and it was time to return to their lodgings. They staggered along the street and in the gutter they saw a creature even worse for drink than themselves. An old man was lying there, dead drunk. The filthy water flowed around him and over his face, and it was only by chance that he did not drown. Something about this wretch caught Vinculus’s eye. It seemed that he recognized him. He went and peered at him. Then he laughed and gave the old man a vicious kick. Nan asked Vinculus who the old man was. Vinculus said his name was Clegg. She asked how he knew him. Vinculus replied angrily that he did not know Clegg. He said he had never known Clegg! What was more, he told her, he was determined never to know him! In short there was no one in the world whom he despised more than Clegg! When Nan complained that this was not a very full explanation, Vinculus grudgingly said that the man was his father. After this he refused to say any more.”
“But what has this to do with any thing?” interrupted Mr Norrell. “Why do you not ask these wives of Vinculus’s about the book?”
Childermass looked annoyed. “I did so, sir. Four years ago. You may remember I told you. None of them knew any thing about it.”
With an exasperated wave of his hand Mr Norrell indicated that Childermass was to continue.