The Dugdale Millions — page 21: what you’re looking at

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A REVELATION, It the assistance of his father, founded the great concern of Hetlow, Altmount & Co., always remaining the agent of Samuel Dugdale & Son. On one of his visits to the old country, he had married the younger sister—a half sister in fact, since her mother was the stepmother of the Dugdale but recently dead—and with the for- tune she had brought him, he had so extended his business that he had taken the lead in his line in this country. At the time of the beginning of this tale, that is to say in 1883, he was a man of sixty, so hale and hearty that few believed him to be more than fifty. His wife was dead and his daughter, now but little SIS 8 of twenty, was his only child. Though he boasted his thorough identical with America and American interests, still he retained many British and insular prejudices, one of which was a peculiar contempt for American architecture. Con- sequently when he built his country residence, it was strong enough for a fortress and large enough for sev- eral families. It was in fact a reproduction of the old Dugdale mansion in Kent—a lordly and stately dwell- ing. Immediately adjoining his place was that of An- drew Stanton, a lawyer practicing in New York, who had inherited his property from his father. The house was a large, roomy, rambling, wooden structure of the colonial period, as distinctly American as the Hetlow mansion was distinctly British. And Mr. Stanton was as diametrically opposed, in methods of thought and ways of life, to Mr. Hetlow as their re- spective houses were opposed to each other. Never- theless they were the best of friends, and though from the time Mr. Hetlow left in the autumn to take up his residence in his town house, until he returned in the spring, the two men never saw each other, they renewed their intimacy at that season of the year as if CoMmicloee “S C@ 3