"I know what the person downstairs wishes.

She has sent you for a letter from me ?" "Yes, my lady." "Anything more ?" "She has sent one of the men-servants, my lady, for a cab.

If your ladyship had only heard how she spoke to him!" Lady Janet intimated by a sign that she would rather not hear.

She at once inclosed the check in an undirected envelope.
"Take that to her," she said, "and then come back to me." Dismissing Grace Roseberry from all further consideration, Lady Janet sat, with her letter to Mercy in her hand, reflecting on her position, and on the efforts which it might still demand from her.

Pursuing this train of thought, it now occurred to her that accident might bring Horace and Mercy together at any moment, and that, in Horace's present frame of mind, he would certainly insist on the very explanation which it was the foremost interest of her life to suppress.