Had Gaston Isbel truly and dishonestly started her father on his downhill road?
Ellen wondered.

She hated the Isbels with unutterable and growing hate, yet she had it in her to think, to ponder, to weigh judgments in their behalf.

She owed it to something in herself to be fair.

But what did it matter who was to blame for the Jorth-Isbel feud?
Somehow Ellen was forced to confess that deep in her soul it mattered terribly.

To be true to herself--the self that she alone knew--she must have right on her side.