"Well!" says Mr. Bucket slightly, "we haven't got much good out of YOU. But, however, here's five shillings for you. Take care how you spend it, and don't get yourself into trouble." Bucket stealthily tells the coins from one hand into the other like counters--which is a way he has, his principal use of them being in these games of skill--and then puts them, in a little pile, into the boy's hand and takes him out to the door, leaving Mr. Snagsby, not by any means comfortable under these mysterious circumstances, alone with the veiled figure. But on Mr. Tulkinghorn's coming into the room, the veil is raised and a sufficiently good-looking Frenchwoman is revealed, though her expression is something of the intensest.
"Thank you, Mademoiselle Hortense," says Mr. Tulkinghorn with his usual equanimity. "I will give you no further trouble about this little wager."
"You will do me the kindness to remember, sir, that I am not at present placed?" says mademoiselle.

"Well!" says Mr. Bucket, "we haven't got much good out of you. However, here's five shillings for you. Take care how you spend it, and don't get yourself into trouble." Bucket puts the coins into the boy's hand and takes him out, leaving Mr. Snagsby uncomfortably alone with the veiled figure.
But on Mr. Tulkinghorn's coming into the room, the veil is raised and a good-looking Frenchwoman is revealed, though her expression is somewhat intense.
"Thank you, Mademoiselle Hortense," says Mr. Tulkinghorn with his usual equanimity. "I will give you no further trouble about this little wager."
"You will do me the kindness to remember, sir, that I am not at present employed?" says mademoiselle.
