Your pa not in his right mind?
I see _God_ in that will." She paused, but only for breath to resume: "And you, Arthur Ranger, what was in your head when you came here to-day?
Grief and love and willingness to carry out your dead father's last wishes?
No! You came thinking of how you were to benefit by his death.

Don't deny! I saw your face when you found you weren't going to get your father's money." "Mother!" exclaimed Arthur.
She waved him down imperiously; and he was afraid before her, before her outraged love for her outraged dead.

"Take care how you stamp on my Hiram's grave, Arthur Ranger!" "He didn't mean it--you know he didn't," pleaded Adelaide.

At that moment she could not think of this woman as her mother, but only as the wife, the widow.
But Ellen's instinct told her that her son, though silent, was still in traitorous rebellion against her idol.

And she kept on at him: "With Hiram hardly out of the house, you've forgot all he did for you, all he left you--his good name, his good example.