Pierre Lorillard has summoned an English dukedom from the Orange County wilderness, but his six thousand acres of curated forest demand a sacred pedigree for entry. Here, the Gilded Age elite escape the city’s “pace that kills” to dine on verandas warmed by steam and electricity. Between high-stakes sailing matches for Mrs. Astor’s silver cup and midnight toboggan runs, these residents ignore everything unpleasant.