After the silence of a moment Mrs. Falconer inquired:
"You do not expect to ask my consent—my advice?"
"I certainly do not expect to ask your consent—your advice."
Amy was taking her revenge now—and she always took it as soon as possible.
"Nor your uncle's?"
"Nor my uncle's."
After another, longer silence:
"Do you care to tell me how long this engagement has lasted?"
"Certainly!—Since last night."
"Thank you for telling me that. I think I must go back to my work now."