The next reading is from a book I haven’t read, correction, haven’t managed to finish. It’s Middlemarch by George Eliot. Reading this is the delectable Dan Stevens, recently seen in the latest version of Sense and Sensibility which I loved. I was surprised by this passage, and now I think I’ll try to read the book, only that it needs a rather long holiday to finish. I don’t think it’s a book to read on the train after a long workday somehow.