"And again," repeats mademoiselle, cataleptic with determination. "And yet again. And yet again. And many times again. In effect, for ever!"
"Very well. Now, Mademoiselle Hortense, let me recommend you to take the candle and pick up that money of yours. I think you will find it behind the clerk's partition in the corner yonder."
She merely throws a laugh over her shoulder and stands her ground with folded arms.
"You will not, eh?"

"And again," repeats mademoiselle. "And yet again. And yet again. In effect, for ever!"
"Very well. Now, Mademoiselle Hortense, let me recommend you to pick up that money of yours."
She merely laughs and stands her ground with folded arms.
"You will not, eh?"
