[ Oh and Strange can't help but get puffed up a little bit for that as Childermass asks the question. A slightly maniacal glint is in his eyes as he explains, wide grin on his face, ] I summoned it.

[ Take that, Gilbert Norrell. It doesn't occur to Strange that wait a minute, the Ringmaster might have wanted him to be here in the first place. And, now that he's talked with the Ringmaster and made his deal, he's gotten exactly what he wants: a year and a day of service, in order to gain the knowledge of how Norrell raised Lady Pole from the dead--since that damn ringmaster was apparently averse to bringing his beloved Arabella back in the first place. And really, he could easily survive a year and a day of service for this. Everything's worked out wonderfully. He summoned this (or so he thinks), they made a deal, he's going to get Arabella back, wasn't this good? ]

I attempted to summon a fairy. I thought I failed, but when I opened my bedroom door to the carnival and the Ringmaster, I know I succeeded. I agreed to serve her in order for her to grant one of my wishes. [ And oh, it's sad how proud of himself he is. ] She agreed to let me explore the place before my tenure starts.