Was it too late?
Alas! Gaston Isbel could never be turned back! Yet something was altering his brooding, fixed mind.
"Wal," said Blaisdell, gruffly, "let's get down to business....

I'm for havin' Blue be foreman of this heah outfit, an' all of us to do as he says." Gaston Isbel opposed this selection and indeed resented it.

He intended to lead the Isbel faction.
"All right, then.

Give us a hunch what we're goin' to do," replied Blaisdell.
"We're goin' to ride off on Jorth's trail--an' one way or another--kill him--KILL HIM! ...

I reckon that'll end the fight." What did old Isbel have in his mind?
His listeners shook their heads.
"No," asserted Blaisdell.