Having found the Book, he delivered it into my hands; I tumbling it over askt the Price: Two Groats, said he; I that had no mind to buy it, was resolv’d to bid little enough; will you take Three Pence; The Rascal snatcht the Book out of my Hands so furiously, I thought he had torn it to pieces; and then griping me fast by the Arm, (a Pox on him I did not like well his looks before) _Sir_, said he, _Your Worship is very merrily disposed to offer me as little again as my commodity cost me. What Books else do you want? Or is your Honour of all sorts well stored?_ So clapping his hands on the knees of my Breeches, discovered what I had been doing. This disgracing Villain makes no more ado, but bawls out aloud, Master, Master, come quickly, I have caught the Bookworm that hath devoured so many Books of late. The Grave old _Segnior_ upon this out-cry quits his covert, and in a Spanish pace advanced towards me, accosting me with the worthy Title of _Honoured Sir, I am glad to see you, and am much troubled you should heretofore visit my Shop, and I abroad. I understand you are a great lover of Books; insomuch_ (they say) _you are a little walking library: be not offended Sir, if I take the boldness to look into the Title of one or two of them:_ so putting his hands into my Breeches, drew out a _Practice of Piety: An excellent good Book. I protest_ (quoth he) _you are to be commended for making election of such approvedly sound Divinity, to inform you of the true principles of Christianity;_ diving again he brings out M. _Scudders Christians dayly walk;_ Upon the sight hereof he seem’d to be ravisht, saying, _surely this is a young Angel; and if he reads and practises such precious Books as these, he will be Canoniz’d for a Saint before his decease._ And then applying himself to me; said, _for certain your walk and the_ Christians dayly walk _differ much, for his dayly walks are in the righteous paths of honesty and Justice, but you walk dayly up and down to see what Thefts, Cheats, and Rogueries you can perform. But let us make a further enquiry,_ and then he drew out a _Help to Devotion. Do you see_ (said he) _how Devout he is? how piously studious? not one scurrilous Pamphlet, or Play-book in all his Study; What shall we call him;_ Religious Votary. _But indeed Sir,_ (said he) _you are highly too blame not to put your books (having so many) into some method or order, and not let them lie thus confusedly without shelves._