ambrmerlinus

Oh, man. This is the book that convinced me, about a year ago, that I cannot read Dickens anymore, because it was so damn hard for me to figure out what the hell was going on by the time I arrived at the end of any given sentence. (...much like Cicero in that, come to think of it.) Thus, I never read past chapter 7 or so, and greatly look forward to this read-through. So that I can finally figure out what that plot is beyond "locate twitchy old dude in attic, reunite with wide-eyed daughter."