He had once found himself in a room with Lady Bessborough's long-haired white cat. He happened to be dressed in an immaculate black coat and trousers, and was there thoroughly alarmed by the cat's stalking round and round and making motions as if it proposed to sit upon him. He waited until he believed himself to be unobserved, then he picked it up, opened a window, and tossed it out. Despite falling three storeys to the ground, the cat survived, but one of its legs was never quite right afterward and it always evinced the greatest dislike of gentlemen in black clothes.
Susanna ClarkeWell, I suppose one ought not to employ a magician and then complain that he does not behave like other people.
Susanna ClarkeHa!' said the tall man drily. 'He was in high luck. Rich old uncles who die are in shockingly short supply.
Susanna ClarkeIt was an old fashioned house --the sort of house in fact, as Strange expressed it, which a lady in a novel might like to be persecuted in.
Susanna Clarke