Mr. Tulkinghorn had listened gravely to this complaint and inquires when the stationer has finished, "And that's all, is it, Snagsby?"
"Why yes, sir, that's all," says Mr. Snagsby, ending with a cough that plainly adds, "and it's enough too--for me."
"I don't know what Mademoiselle Hortense may want or mean, unless she is mad," says the lawyer.
"Even if she was, you know, sir," Mr. Snagsby pleads, "it wouldn't be a consolation to have some weapon or another in the form of a foreign dagger planted in the family."
"No," says the other. "Well, well! This shall be stopped. I am sorry you have been inconvenienced. If she comes again, send her here."

Mr. Tulkinghorn has listened gravely. "And that's all, is it, Snagsby?"
"Why yes, sir," says Mr. Snagsby.
"I don't know what Mademoiselle Hortense may want or mean, unless she is mad," says the lawyer. "Well, well! This shall be stopped. If she comes again, send her here."
