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Portrait of Edith Wharton Edith Wharton,  Tales of Men and Ghosts — The Debt (1914)

“ Dredge laughed, but not unkindly. “My dear Archie, your father wasn't one of the kind who bother to defend their case. Men like him are the masters, not the servants, of their theories. They respect an idea only as long as it's of use to them; when it's usefulness ends they chuck it out. And that's what your father would have done.”
Archie reddened. “Don't you assume a good deal in taking it for granted that he would have had to in this particular case?”
Dredge reflected. “Yes: I was going too far. Each of us can only answer for himself. But to my mind your father's theory is refuted.”
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Portrait of Edith Wharton Edith Wharton,  Tales of Men and Ghosts — The Debt (1914)

“ Dredge simply continued the course which Lanfear's death had interrupted. He lectured well even then, with a persuasive simplicity surprising in the inarticulate creature one knew him for. But haven't you noticed that certain personalities reveal themselves only in the more impersonal relations of life? It's as if they woke only to collective contacts, and the single consciousness were an unmeaning fragment to them. ”
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Portrait of Edith Wharton Edith Wharton,  Tales of Men and Ghosts — The Debt (1914)

“ There was a silence between the two men; then Dredge continued in a lighter tone: “There's one thing, though, that we're both in danger of forgetting: and that is how little, in the long run, it all counts either way.” He smiled a little at Archie's outraged gesture. “The most we can any of us do—even by such a magnificent effort as your father's—is to turn the great marching army a hair's breadth nearer what seems to us the right direction; if one of us drops out, here and there, the loss of headway's hardly perceptible. ”
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