Though all thestreets of Venice are melancholy, these streets had a melancholy that wasquite distinct - as if Jewish sadness and Gentile sadness were made upaccording to different recipes. here onedoes not expect to see it? I myself have often been badly startled by this wigwhich you see now upon my head. 'You cheated me! You have not helped me at all! You risk undoingeverything by your tricks! cried Mr Norrell. That is the strange part of it.
Nay! said the carrier. Lascelles did not care: if the young man was a coward then somuch the worse for him. There were some chickensstrutting about, a cat sitting on some straw in an ancient cart and some horsesin a field, but no people. We must break English magicians of their dependenceon him.
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