Childermass has stayed quiet for the most part until now. After all, Norrell does enough talking for both of them, why should he bother to speak up himself when Norrell does not have any problem of speaking up for him. It's only when he needs his proof like this that Norrell turns the floor to him, of course.

But that is no matter. Childermass steps forward and pulls a folder out of the inside of his jacket, dropping it down on the table before the pair of them. "They have been meeting," he says, glancing between the pair of them -- Norrell who knows this, has seen the evidence already, and Ms. Redbright, to whom it will be new. "Meeting and exchanging emails. As far as what has been discussed at said meetings, I cannot say. Their correspondences however..." He leans forward and taps the folder. "You can find most of it in here." As well as photographs of said meetings. He may know a guy who knows a guy, who will do just about anything he asks, for the right price. (He knows several 'guys', for that matter.)