"In my family circle we are accustomed to meet each other frankly.

Why am I to wait half an hour for an explanation which might be given now?
What am I to wait for ?" Lady Janet recovered herself as Horace spoke.
"I entirely agree with you," she said.

"I ask, too, what are we to wait for ?" Even Julian's self-possession failed him when his aunt repeated that cruelly plain question.

How would Mercy answer it?
Would her courage still hold out?
"You have asked me what you are to wait for," she said to Horace, quietly and firmly.

"Wait to hear something more of Mercy Merrick." Lady Janet listened with a look of weary disgust.
"Don't return to _that!_" she said.