`` It 's in your blood ... your bad blood , girl . '' `` My blood is n't bad , '' cried Joscelyn proudly . `` My mother was a sweet , true , good woman . You are unjust , Grandfather . But I do n't want you to be angry with me . I love you both and I am very grateful indeed for all your kindness to me . I wish that you could understand what ... '' `` We understand enough , '' interrupted Cyrus harshly . `` This is all I have to say . Go to your play-acting aunt if you want to . Your grandmother and me wo n't hinder you . But you 'll come back here no more . We 'll have nothing further to do with you . You can choose your own way and walk in it . '' With this dictum Joscelyn went from Spring Valley . She clung to Deborah and wept at parting , but Cyrus did not even say goodbye to her . On the morning of her departure he went away on business and did not return until evening . * * * * * Joscelyn went on the stage . Her aunt 's influence and her mother 's fame helped her much . She missed the hard experiences that come to the unassisted beginner . But her own genius must have won in any case .
She had all her mother 's gifts , deepened by her inheritance of Morgan intensity and sincerity ... much , too , XXXXX the Morgan firmness of will .
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