"But your father repented; he saw the injustice he had done you and wanted to repair it.

He was certain, though, that this curse of temper was deep-seated in you and he wanted to drive it out.

He felt that when you finally came home you would need reforming, and he did not want you to profit by his money until you forgave him.

He had strange notions regarding your reformation; he declared he would not take your word for it, but would insist on a practical demonstration.

When he had fully explained his ideas on the subject he made me swear that I would carry them out." She paused and looked at Calumet and he saw that the expression of advantage that had been in her eyes all along was no longer a subtle expression, but plain and unmistakable.
Calumet watched her intently, silently, his face a battleground for the emotions that rioted within him.