Billy had never doubted her stepmother's judgment; like all of the new
Mrs. Breckenridge's friends, she was deeply, dumbly impressed with that
lady's amazing efficiency. She had been a spoiled and discontented
little rowdy. She became an entirely self-satisfied little gentlewoman.
Clarence, jealously watching her progress, knew that Rachael was doing
for his daughter far more than he could ever do himself.
But Rachael, if she had expected reward, reaped none. Her husband was a
supremely selfish man, and his daughter inherited his sublime ability
to protect his own pleasure at any cost. Carol admired her step-mother,
but she was an indolent and luxury-loving little soul, and even as
early as her twelfth or fourteenth year she had been deeply flattered
by the evidences of her own power over her father. Into her youthful
training no reverence for parents--real or adopted--had been infused;
she called her father "Clancy," as some of his intimate friends called
him, and he delighted to take her orders and bow to her pretty tyranny.
Before she was sixteen he began to take her about with him: to dances,
to the theatre, and for long trips in his car. He entered eagerly into
her young friendships, frantic to prove himself as young at heart as
she. He paid her the extravagant compliments of a lover, and gave her
her grandmother's beautiful jewelry, as well as every trinket that
caught her eye.
And Billy accepted his attentions with a finished coquetry that was far
from childlike, a flush on her satin cheek, a dimple puckering the
corner of her mouth, and silky lashes lowered over her satisfied eyes.
She was inevitably precocious in many ways, but she was young enough
still to fancy herself one of the irresistible beauties and belles of
the world, and to flaunt a perfectly conscious arrogance in the eyes of
all other women.
All this was bewildering and painful to Rachael. She had never loved
her husband--love entered into none of her relationships--her marriage
had been only a step in the steady progress of her life toward the
position she desired in the world. But she had liked him. She had liked
his child, and she had come into the new arrangement kindly and
gallantly determined to make the venture at least as profitable to them
both as it was to her.
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