*squint*

I am in the middle of Henry James' What Maisie Knew, but honestly, he's in the same category as Paul for sentences that one must stop and parse.  It makes for a difficult reading experience, and detracts from what enjoyment I can squeeze from a narrative that lacks much show rather than tell and is mostly about a bunch of very spiteful, selfish characters. 

Still, I'm curious to see what on earth he had in mind for an ending.  At least, I'm still curious...