You are provided with the needful implement--a book, sir ?' 'Bought him at a sale,' said Mr Boffin.

'Eight wollumes.

Red and gold.
Purple ribbon in every wollume, to keep the place where you leave off.
Do you know him ?' 'The book's name, sir ?' inquired Silas.
'I thought you might have know'd him without it,' said Mr Boffin slightly disappointed.

'His name is Decline-And-Fall-Off-The-Rooshan-Empire.' (Mr Boffin went over these stones slowly and with much caution.) 'Ay indeed!' said Mr Wegg, nodding his head with an air of friendly recognition.
'You know him, Wegg ?' 'I haven't been not to say right slap through him, very lately,' Mr Wegg made answer, 'having been otherways employed, Mr Boffin.

But know him?
Old familiar declining and falling off the Rooshan?
Rather, sir! Ever since I was not so high as your stick.