"You paid me!" she repeats with fierce disdain. "Two sovereign! I have not change them, I re-fuse them, I des-pise them, I throw them from me!" Which she literally does, taking them out of her bosom as she speaks and flinging them with such violence on the floor that they jerk up again into the light before they roll away into corners and slowly settle down there after spinning vehemently.
"Now!" says Mademoiselle Hortense, darkening her large eyes again. "You have paid me? Eh, my God, oh yes!"
Mr. Tulkinghorn rubs his head with the key while she entertains herself with a sarcastic laugh.

"You paid me!" she repeats with fierce disdain. "Two sovereign! I refuse them, I despise them, I throw them from me!" Which she does, flinging them with such violence on the floor that they spin vehemently before rolling away into corners.
Mr. Tulkinghorn rubs his head. 