"You fancy you may have been wrong ?" The man's face flushed a little, and there was once more evidence of the self-restraint.

"Yes," he said simply.

"I know I was a fool." He might have said a good deal more, and lessened the effect, for Miss Deringham had seen his face and read the respect in it.

Its sincerity touched her, and she felt with a vague uneasiness that it would not be pleasant to face his contempt if he found it misplaced.
"And yet you take your father's part ?" he said.
"Of course," said Alton simply.

"What would any son do?
But it seems to me there might be a little allowance for my grandfather, too, and I think he and my father have fixed up that quarrel long ago." "They are both dead," said the girl with a little curiosity.
"Yes," said Alton, "and they kept their word, and died unyielding.
Well, I think they were each right from their way of looking at the thing, and that being so they could only do what they did, and would respect each other for it when they meet where the long trail ends.