I'm 528 pages into this almost-insufferable book, which, unabridged, suffers from every malady that can possibly befall 19th-Century literature. Having said that, there's a quote on page 526 which I found disproportionately amusing, and wanted to share;
"Well, take a glass of sherry and a biscuit."
Something about the phrasing of that, and the way I read it in my mind, caused me to thoroughly enjoy it.
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