Charles Dickens. Houghton Mifflin: 1956.
Truly a masterpiece, and one of the best books I’ve read. It has the usual Dickensian coincidence, humor, outrageous characters, social commentary, and pre-detective novel plot twists galore, but it is all presented in such excellent form as to surpass the other works of his I’ve read.
The story revolves around an orphaned girl (told in first person at times) who becomes connected with Mr. Jarndyce, whose surname is best known for Jarndyce & Jarndyce – a suit in Chancery which has gone on for two decades and destroys anyone who becomes involved.
In spite of the fact that it has taken me a long, long time to read, I hope to have the pleasure of re-reading it someday.