You shall know.

If you had treated him right, I'd have held my peace, and kept my word to her that's gone these thirty-odd years.
I'll hold it no more, and so I told Luke Claridge.

I've been silent, but not for your father's sake or yours, for he was as cruel as you, with no heart, and a conscience like a pin's head, not big enough for use...

Ay, you shall know.

You are no more the Earl of Eglington than me.
"The Earl of Eglington is your elder brother, called David Claridge." As Soolsby's words poured forth passionately, weighty, Eglington listened like one in a dream.