"Yes, from what I understand. Among other things. Thomas and I spoke more of the England we remembered than the magic he practiced, I'm afraid, but there are others here who can say more about it." The distance to the lake-house feels shorter today, and they're quickly at the door. Without releasing Ophelia's arm, Susan opens it and nods for her to slip inside. "The magic of this world is different, though. It's less obvious and tremendously more useful."