Mr. Boffin looked full at the man, and the man looked full at him.

“No,” said Mr. Boffin, after a glance at the pavement, as if it were made of faces and he were trying to match the man’s, “I don’t know you.”

“I am nobody,” said the stranger, “and not likely to be known; but Mr. Boffin’s wealth⁠—”

“Oh! that’s got about already, has it?” muttered Mr. Boffin.

“⁠—And his romantic manner of acquiring it, make him conspicuous. You were pointed out to me the other day.”