The Masterfolk : $b wherein is attempted the unravelling of the strange affair of my Lord Wyntwarde of Cavil and Miss Betty ModeyneMacfall, Haldane
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The Masterfolk : $b wherein is attempted the unravelling of the strange affair of my Lord Wyntwarde of Cavil and Miss Betty Modeyne
Macfall, Haldane
Bohemianism -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction; Paris (France) -- Fiction
The rude father, hoping to polish diamonds, had sent the two girls to
a smart school at Brighton; and they, for lack of association with
his frank honesty of act and speech at home, and rebuffed by the dull
stupidity of a dowdy mother who scarcely ever left her own room, and
finding themselves balked by the discipline of school, had fallen into
the realizing of their desires by crooked ways. Of their father’s
qualities and open candour, of his frankness of statement, they had
only kept an outward semblance that was little better than rudeness
and bad manners, but it deceived their father and his blunt honest
friends; it was thereby the more dangerous cloak for their intriguing
and questionable habits. They had gone to school vulgar and tolerably
honest; they had come back with some outward veneer of manners, with
much swaggering disdain, the aping of masterfulness, a display of the
lordly habit, and with souls utterly corrupt. They had gone to school
with rough affection for their father; they had come back filled with
critical contempt for him, ashamed of him, and at heart afraid of
him--dreading that he should discover that they _were_ afraid of him
and ashamed of him. The desires of their full red lips were without
discipline, and fretted at restraint; and they fed their desires
unstintingly and gave encouragement to every whim. They knew enough of
the world to recognise at a glance that Betty was above them by habit
and by breeding; they soon knew, by results, that her appearance with
them anywhere gave them distinction. Their utter lack of all sense of
honour embarrassed Betty at every turn. They lied like drudges; and,
with the conceit of the weak, they affected an arrogance which they
mistook for the habit of the master class, not seeing that they were
wholly devoid of the courage which makes fearlessness of the truth the
pronounced habit of the master class.
Betty, watching their father with keen eyes, saw that he, too, was
strangely baffled.
He, poor man, looking to their old glad affection for him, which
had been their girlish return for his large love of them, found
instead, upon his hearth, that there were two critical young women in
possession; realized that his rough endearments were coldly received.
He thought, as usual, that the fault was in his own manners.
The house, ordered by these girls in a spirit of lavish extravagance,
reeked of wealth.
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