" resumed Brown.

"Yees," reiterated the lackey.

Up a singularly narrow staircase, into a singularly diminutive
drawing-room, Clarence and his guide were ushered. There, seated on a
little chair by a little work-table, with one foot on a little stool and
one hand on a little book, was a little--very little lady.

"This is the young gentleman," said Mr. Brown; and Clarence bowed low,
in token of the introduction.

The lady returned the salutation with an affected bend, and said, in
a mincing and grotesquely subdued tone, "You are desirous, sir, of
entering into the bosom of my family. We possess accommodations of a
most elegant description; accustomed to the genteelest circles, enjoying
the pure breezes of the Highgate hills, and presenting to any guest we
may receive the attractions of a home rather than of a lodging, you will
find our retreat no less eligible than unique. You are, I presume, sir,
in some profession, some city avocation--or--or trade?"

"I have the misfortune," said he, smiling, "to belong to no profession."

The lady looked hard at the speaker, and then at the broker. With
certain people to belong to no profession is to be of no respectability.

"The most unexceptionable references will be given-and required,"
resumed Mrs. Copperas.

"Certainly," said Mr. Brown, "certainly, the gentleman is a relation of
Mrs. Minden, a very old customer of mine."

"In that case," said Mrs. Copperas, "the affair is settled;" and,
rising, she rang the bell, and ordered the foot-boy, whom she addressed
by the grandiloquent name of "De Warens" to show the gentleman the
apartments. While Clarence was occupied in surveying the luxuries of
a box at the top of the house, called a bed-chamber, which seemed just
large and just hot enough for a chrysalis, and a corresponding box
below, termed the back parlour, which would certainly not have been
large enough for the said chrysalis when turned into a butterfly,
Mr. Morris Brown, after duly, expatiating on the merits of Clarence,
proceeded to speak of the terms; these were soon settled, for Clarence
was yielding and the lady not above three times as extortionate as she
ought to have been.

Before Linden left the house, the bargain was concluded. That night
his trunks were removed to his new abode, and having with incredible
difficulty been squeezed into the bedroom, Clarence surveyed them
with the same astonishment with which the virtuoso beheld the flies in
amber,--