Norrell thins his lips unhappily and pinches the bridge of his nose, as if this whole incident is giving him a headache already. He holds out a hand finally, pointed toward the chair meaningfully.

"Sit," he says, "and I will have something fetched for you. Tea or chocolate as you prefer."

He picks up a small bell and rings it with a heavy sigh, sets it down and gives Childermass a last irritated glower before pushing to his feet and pacing to stand beside his desk. So that he might study Nancy a little better.

"My name is Gilbert Norrell, High Priest of Circle Daybreak. You are here because Childermass has seen you associating with a number of fae who have been causing problems in Lambeth. It is my belief that this is revenge of a sort for our assistance with Lewisham. Now, I do not know what... compensation you have been promised..." and here he looks to Childermass again, lips pressed together unhappily. "But if that is what you require I will see to it. Fae can be troublesome, and until we can put an end to their activities no place will be safe."