He accompanied him willingly.
They entered a narrow alley, and thence a dirty little court, where a low arched door admitted them into a heterogeneous assemblage of everything musty, and dusty, and old, that could well be imagined.
His verdict on the armour was satisfactory, and his companion at once concluded the purchase.

As they were leaving the place, Cosmo's eye was attracted by an old mirror of an elliptical shape, which leaned against the wall, covered with dust.

Around it was some curious carving, which he could see but very indistinctly by the glimmering light which the owner of the shop carried in his hand.

It was this carving that attracted his attention; at least so it appeared to him.

He left the place, however, with his friend, taking no further notice of it.