“ Mr. Micawber,” said Mr. Quinion, “is known to Mr. Murdstone. He takes orders for us on commission, when he can get any. He has been written to by Mr. Murdstone, on the subject of your lodgings, and he will receive you as a lodger.”

“My address,” said Mr. Micawber, “is Windsor Terrace, City Road. I⁠—in short,” said Mr. Micawber, with the same genteel air, and in another burst of confidence⁠—“I live there.”

I made him a bow.