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Mr. Wharton was a handsome old man, tall, erect, and robust, with bright eyes, and white hair, which he wore rather long behind. He was much thought of among his brethren as an ornament to the Bench; but his enemies said that he was pompous, arrogant, and pretentious. He had a long ugly nose, on which young barristers had been heard to declare that you might hang a small kettle

NECESSARY

This is SO bad. If I finish if it will be a miracle

“She possessed more over, the indefinable gift of Charm, which unlike Cary’s’ fragile beauty would remain with her til the end.”

The prime ministers letter, written the previous day, informing Venetian that he might yet arrive on the 645pm train provoked expressions of dis elide on Penthouse that Saturday morning when she mentioned it at the breakfast table.

“Is he reading the nes papers?!”

☠️☠️ emphatically loled.

“At one o’clock in the morning, the prime minister, with a quarter of a bottle of brandy inside him, climbed slightly unsteadily into the back of a taxi and was driven by an amazed cabbie to Buckingham palace”

☠️☠️☠️

“How do you know about the warning telegrams?”
“I must have read it in the papers”
“But it isn’t in the papers…. It’s secret… but of course, *he* tells you everything. Everyone knows that.”

Pg 131

I absolutely love this.

The fault lay there, out there, in those evil electric lights and diabolical rattlings of engines. There, in the world of the mechanical greedy, greedy mechanism and mechanised greed, sparkling with lights and gushing hot metal and roaring with traffic, there lay the vast evil thing, ready to destroy whatever did not conform. …. All vulnerable things must perish under the rolling and running of iron.

“I thought I’d done with it all. Now I’ve begun again.”
“Begun what?”
“Life.”
“Life!” she re-echoed, with a queer thrill.
“It’s life,” he said.
“There’s no keeping clear. And if you do keep clear you might almost as well die. So if I’ve got to be broken open again, I have.”

This is stellar so far.

So. Fucking. Sick. Of. Elain.

So bored and back to thinking SJM is a horrendous writer

Really fun so
Far

This is rather dull so far, yet compelling at the same time. Perplexing.

Can’t put it down

gross confirmed my hunch is right and this is gonna be the lamest HEA. blah blah blah

Was really rather enjoying this, then it became glaringly predictable and suddenly I'm incredibly bored. Gonna keep trudging on but if it really is what I think it is, I'm gonna be super bored

Love how the more out of control Duncan's mind got, the more he turned to religion to explain it. Turned into some QAnon type shit

Enjoying this so much I'm rationing it

shit is getting LIT

omg these people are ridiculous. I just cackled outloud. trollope is the best. wiped a tear with a bank note. dead.

The men in this book are such dolts. Boodle and Archie are my favorites tho. So dumb.

It's captivated me, yet I"m slightly bored, yet I want to keep going. Perplexing. I also cannot envision in which way this will go at this point....