"Haven't you sense enough to see that?
...

What kind of a game do you think you can play with me ?" "Game I ...

Game of what ?" she asked.
"Why, a--a game of ignorance--innocence--any old game to fool a man who's tryin' to be decent." This time Ellen mutely looked her dull, blank questioning.

And it inflamed Isbel.
"You know your father's a horse thief!" he thundered.
Outwardly Ellen remained the same.

She had been prepared for an unknown and a terrible blow.