Coo Ur Gosh. I never thought such a monolith of world literature would be such a white-knuckle ride of sympathies and suspense. I am a week into Middlemarch in the old penguin edition and it is fantastic. I am up to about p.390. In a week! I would reccommend that people are not put off by its 800 odd pages. I am getting up at the crack of dawn to plough on with its wonderful web of intrigue, melancholy, tragedy and humour.
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