Here's the line I tried to remember, referring to my last entry. See how beautiful the dialogue goes, just a sample of the whole:
"With a chill he knew that in the future many problems would be solved for him in this same way. And, after that, he thought, they would have nearly finished polishing down his rough edges. But Mae's pressure was wearing down the very roughness he most wanted to keep. As for the madness with Lady Olenska, Archer trained himself to remember it as the last of his discarded experiments. She remained in his memory simply as the most plaintive, and poignant, of a line of ghosts."
(That didn't spoil the ending, you know, because it came out of dead center in the middle of the story!)
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