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By
David
Felton
,
Features
Editor
The
Overlook
Hotel
has
been
opened
and
reopened
in
its
thirty
-
eight
-
year
history
,
but
rarely
with
such
style
and
dash
as
that
promised
by
Horace
Derwent
,
the
mysterious
California
millionaire
who
is
the
latest
owner
of
the
hostelry
.
Derwent
,
who
makes
no
secret
of
having
sunk
more
than
one
million
dollars
into
his
newest
venture
-
and
some
say
the
figure
is
closer
to
three
million
-
says
that
"
The
new
Overlook
will
be
one
of
the
world
’
s
showplaces
,
the
kind
of
hotel
you
will
remember
overnigbting
in
thirty
years
later
.
"
When
Derwent
,
who
is
rumored
to
have
substantial
Las
Vegas
holdings
,
was
asked
if
his
purchase
and
refurbishing
of
the
Overlook
signaled
the
opening
gun
in
a
battle
to
legalize
casino
-
style
gambling
in
Colorado
,
the
aircraft
,
movie
,
munitions
,
and
shipping
magnate
denied
it
…
with
a
smile
.
"
The
Overlook
would
be
cheapened
by
gambling
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
don
’
t
think
I
’
m
knocking
Vegas
!
They
’
ve
got
too
many
of
my
markers
out
there
for
me
to
do
that
!
I
have
no
interest
in
lobbying
for
legalized
gambling
in
Colorado
.
It
would
be
spitting
into
the
wind
.
"
When
the
Overlook
opens
officially
(
there
was
a
gigantic
and
hugely
successful
party
there
some
time
ago
when
the
actual
work
was
finished
)
,
the
newly
painted
,
papered
,
and
decorated
rooms
will
be
occupied
by
a
stellar
guest
list
,
ranging
from
Chic
designer
Corbat
Stani
to
…
Smiling
bemusedly
,
Jack
turned
the
page
.
Now
he
was
looking
at
a
full
-
page
ad
from
the
New
York
Sunday
Times
travel
section
.
On
the
page
after
that
a
story
on
Derwent
himself
,
a
balding
man
with
eyes
that
pierced
you
even
from
an
old
newsprint
photo
.
He
was
wearing
rimless
spectacles
and
a
forties
-
style
pencilline
mustache
that
did
nothing
at
all
to
make
him
look
like
Errol
Flynn
.
His
face
was
that
of
an
accountant
.
It
was
the
eyes
that
made
him
look
like
someone
or
something
else
.
Jack
skimmed
the
article
rapidly
.
He
knew
most
of
the
information
from
a
Newsweek
story
on
Derwent
the
year
before
.
Born
poor
in
St
.
Paul
,
never
finished
high
school
,
joined
the
Navy
instead
.
Rose
rapidly
,
then
left
in
a
bitter
wrangle
over
the
patent
on
a
new
type
of
propeller
that
he
had
designed
.
In
the
tug
of
war
between
the
Navy
and
an
unknown
young
man
named
Horace
Derwent
,
Uncle
Sam
came
off
the
predictable
winner
.
But
Uncle
Sam
had
never
gotten
another
patent
,
and
there
had
been
a
lot
of
them
.
In
the
late
twenties
and
early
thirties
,
Derwent
turned
to
aviation
.
He
bought
out
a
bankrupt
cropdusting
company
,
turned
it
into
an
airmail
service
,
and
prospered
.
More
patents
followed
:
a
new
monoplane
wing
design
,
a
bomb
carriage
used
on
the
Flying
Fortresses
that
had
rained
fire
on
Hamburg
and
Dresden
and
Berlin
,
a
machine
gun
that
was
cooled
by
alcohol
,
a
prototype
of
the
ejection
seat
later
used
in
United
States
jets
.
