The Dugdale Millions — page 190: what you’re looking at

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180 THE DUGDALE MILLIONS, “There,” cried Bessie. ‘That just expresses my feeling. He 1s polite, well-bred in his manners, ap- parently modest, but something whispers to me too, ‘Beware !’”’ “And you, Mason?” “T also distrust him, and also without good reason. Indeed, I fear my reasons would be regarded as fan- ciful. I distrust him, because he appears to me to distrust himself and all the world ; because, not that he is polite, courteous, and refined, but because his manners are those of a man accustomed to the most polite and ceremontious world, from his childhood up- ward—of a man accustomed to no other world, until his manners had become fixed. Perhaps I do not make myself clear. I am trying to make that distinc- tion which exists in the manners of a man who has formed them after having known another kind of life, and a man who knew no other life, until his manners had become fixed into a habit. It is more easily appreciated by me than stated.” “T understand you,” said Mr. Hetlow. “The dis- tinction is somewhat subtle, but it does exist.” ‘‘ Well then, if we are to accept his statement of his upcoming, how are we to account for his minute and spontaneous familiarity with the forms obtaining in the ceremonious world ? The last place we would expect aman so equipped to spring from, would be the humble household of Mr. Orton Pierson.” “JT fear your point would not be accepted by the vast majority of people,’ replied Mr. Hetlow, with a laugh. oon expect it to .be accepted, “sir, “renhed Dick soberly. “I do not think I should attempt to urge it in another place. I did express it to Mr. Stanton last evening, however, and found it received by him.” “Does Mr. Stanton distrust him too?” inquired Mr. Hetlow. Comicboocl< 5} C@