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While living in London, Mr Norrell encounters Vinculus, a street-magician, who relates a prophecy about a nameless slave and two magicians in England, but Norrell dismisses it.
While travelling, Vinculus later meets Jonathan Strange, a young gentleman of property from Shropshire, and recites the same prophecy, which prompts Strange to become a magician.
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Segundus's article generates considerable interest in Mr Norrell, who moves to London to revive practical English magic.
Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell is the debut novel by British writer Susanna Clarke.
Published in 2004, it is an alternative history set in 19th-century England around the time of the Napoleonic Wars.
Meanwhile, the gentleman with thistle-down hair takes a liking to Stephen Black, Sir Walter's butler, and promises to make him a king. She rarely speaks, and her attempts to communicate her situation are confounded by magic.
Without the knowledge of the other characters, each evening she and Stephen are forced to attend balls held by the gentleman with thistle-down hair in the Faerie kingdom of Lost-Hope, where they dance all night long.