In this manner they walked on, very amicably, until they arrived at Miss Knag’s brother’s, who was an ornamental stationer and small circulating library keeper, in a by–street off Tottenham Court Road; and who let out by the day, week, month, or year, the newest old novels, whereof the titles were displayed in pen–and–ink characters on a sheet of pasteboard, swinging at his door–post. As Miss Knag happened, at the moment, to be in the middle of an account of her twenty–second offer from a gentleman of large property, she insisted upon their all going in to supper together; and in they went.