"Certainly, certainly!"
"And to confer upon me the favour of your distinguished recommendation?"
"By all means, Mademoiselle Hortense."
"A word from Mr. Tulkinghorn is so powerful."
"It shall not be wanting, mademoiselle."
"Receive the assurance of my devoted gratitude, dear sir."
"Good night."
Mademoiselle goes out with an air of native gentility; and Mr. Bucket, to whom it is, on an emergency, as natural to be groom of the ceremonies as it is to be anything else, shows her downstairs, not without gallantry.
"Well, Bucket?" quoth Mr. Tulkinghorn on his return.

"Certainly!"
"And to give me the favour of your recommendation?"
"By all means, Mademoiselle Hortense."
"A word from Mr. Tulkinghorn is so powerful."
"It shall not be lacking, mademoiselle."
"You have my devoted gratitude, dear sir."
"Good night."
Mademoiselle goes out; and Mr. Bucket shows her downstairs.
"Well, Bucket?" says Mr. Tulkinghorn on his return.
