Lucy and her father were living at the Amberson Hotel, while Morgan
got his small machine-shops built in a western outskirt of the town;
and George grumbled about the shabbiness and the old-fashioned look of
the hotel, though it was "still the best in the place, of course." He
remonstrated with his grandfather, declaring that the whole Amberson
Estate would be getting "run-down and out-at-heel, if things weren't
taken in hand pretty soon." He urged the general need of rebuilding,
renovating, varnishing, and lawsuits. But the Major, declining to
hear him out, interrupted querulously, saying that he had enough to
bother him without any advice from George; and retired to his library,
going so far as to lock the door audibly.
"Second childhood!" George muttered, shaking his head; and he thought
sadly that the Major had not long to live. However, this surmise
depressed him for only a moment or so. Of course, people couldn't be
expected to live forever, and it would be a good thing to have someone
in charge of the Estate who wouldn't let it get to looking so rusty
that riffraff dared to make fun of it.
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