EFFORT The deep experience, the touchstone of character, of latent power, if such existed, had come to Madge Alden.

For days she had drifted helplessly on the rising tide of an apparently hopeless love.

With every hour she comprehended more fully what Graydon Muir had become to her and all that he might have been.

It seemed that she had been carried forward by a strong, quiet current, only to be wrecked at last.

A sense of utter helplessness overwhelmed her.