Your adopted daughter (as you call her) is Mercy Merrick, and you know it." Lady Janet returned to her papers.
"I am Grace Roseberry, whose name she has stolen, and you know _that_." Lady Janet went on with her papers.
Grace got up from her chair.
"I accept your silence, Lady Janet," she said, "as an acknowledgment of your deliberate resolution to suppress the truth.

You are evidently determined to receive the adventuress as the true woman; and you don't scruple to face the consequences of that proceeding, by pretending to my face to believe that I am mad.

I will not allow myself to be impudently cheated out of my rights in this way.

You will hear from me again madam, when the Canadian mail arrives in England." She walked toward the door.

This time Lady Janet answered, as readily and as explicitly as it was possible to desire.
"I shall refuse to receive your letters," she said.
Grace returned a few steps, threateningly.
"My letters shall be followed by my witnesses," she proceeded.
"I shall refuse to receive your witnesses." "Refuse at your peril.