His lips thin unhappily, and Norrell is clearly biting down on the urge to complain further -- yet as a blessing for all present he rises above such desires.

"Well when is soon. Are they fetching these things now? I cannot stay here much longer. I have things to do. People depend on me, Childermass, you know that. I cannot be passing the time sitting idly be while the metropolitan police contrive to keep us waiting. It will not do."