Mr. Strange Alternate Ending

The next day, before Rosalind was going to run some errands, she received a letter from Mr. Strange. He asked if she would come over today to discuss a certain subject that Mr. Norrell would otherwise not acknowledge out loud. Intrigued by Mr. Strange's request, she sent a messenger to his home earlier that morning to inform that she would come.

-Meanwhile-

Jonathan Strange stood in the disheveled mess he called his study. A match in one hand, candle in the other. He recited the incantation he had found, lit the candle, and blew out the match. The atmosphere around him suddenly shifted, darkening as the floorboards groaned and walls wailed. Strange looked around for a moment, then was filled with utter disappointment.

“Oh, well.” Strange

The fairy’s brows furrowed, looking at him with great caution. Strange’s gaze moves away from the fairy as he gets up from his chair. All of the men turned when they heard rapping on the door.

“Mr. Strange? I hope you don't mind, I let myself in.” A feminine voice came from behind the wooden frame.

“Oh not at all! Please come in.” Strange seemed to lighten up almost instantly upon hearing her. Strange stood as Rosalind walked in the room.
“I'm sorry, pardon the mess. I have been rather busy.”

“It's quite alright, Mr. Strange.” She assured him. “You said in your letter you had something you wished to discuss?”

“Ah, yes! Indeed, I do.” He turns his gaze back over his desk, looking for one of his books. “Oh, and please, call me Jonathan.” He looks back up at her for a moment. “If that's alright?”

“Yes, but only if call me Rosalind.”

He smiled, “of course.” Finally, he picks up a dark book and looks back at Rosalind. “How much do you know about fairies? Mr. Norrell, frankly, seems dead-set on ignoring my questions on the subject.”

Rosalind was taken back slightly by the inquiry. She didn't expect to touch the subject of fairies again so soon.

“Why pray tell, do you want to know about fairies?” She