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DANA BRITTON COULD BARELY REMEMBER HER GRANDFATHER,
But all her life she had felt the influence of his warped and evil nature.
It was her dead grandfather, with his bitter, unfair will, who had turned her mother half-mad with hatred against the latter's only sister.
And Dana herself, for all her humor and intelligence, could not help resenting the poverty-stricken childhood that had been hers. She, too, had learned to hate her Aunt Julia, and even her poor sickly cousin, for living in such unfeeling luxury.
But even more than hatred, Dana had learned fear. A deadly fear of what her mother might do -- when she was once more face-to-face with Julia.