The furniture was all covered up with sheets so that itappeared as if these chairs and tables must have died some time ago and thesewere their gravestones. This was a little unsettling. From a little green knoll the Master's daughter lookeddown and saw that everyone in the village wore a thick blindfold round his eyes. Hestood for a moment, his body swaying and his head twitching from side toside.
He next made a long, deep cutin his arm, and when he had got a good strong spurt of blood, he let it splashover the heads of the corpses, taking care to anoint the eyes, tongue andnostrils of each. had a print-shop in St Paul'sChurchyard was inspired to commission an engraving of him to be sold in theshop. There was another short silence which perhaps allowed Mr Norrell time toreflect upon the inappropriateness of quarrelling with the man who had savedhis life only yesterday. Mr Norrell groaned aloud, bowed his head and hid his face in his hands.
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