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The Remains of the Day
You loved Stoner, so: this. You'll hate the first 40 pages. Stay.
Skip: A Little Life. You've abandoned everything over 700 pages that wasn't George Eliot.
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Miss Brooke had that kind of beauty which seems to be thrown into relief by poor dress. Her hand and wrist were so finely formed that she could wear sleeves not less bare of style than those in which the Blessed Virgin appeared to Italian painters; and her profile as well as her stature and bearing seemed to gain the more dignity from her plain garments.
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She was usually spoken of as being remarkably clever, but with the addition that her sister Celia had more common-sense. Nevertheless, Celia wore scarcely more trimmings; and it was only to close observers that her dress differed from her sister's, and had a shade of coquetry in its arrangements.
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Middlemarch
George Eliot
p. 512 of 880
Tracked from Kindle, 2h ago. 34 pages last night, mostly in bed.
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Infinite Jest
Infinite Jest · p. 63 of 1,079
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Reading Jane Eyre for the fourth time.
She dog-ears. I've seen it. Borrow at your own risk.