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rachelgertrude 's review for:
Our Mutual Friend
by Charles Dickens
To me, reading Dickens is like looking in tiny miniature windows at families seated around fat pot-bellied stoves, cooking a chicken on a spit, playing music- the women in dry, powdery ringlets and the men with mutton-chop whiskers. I laughed cheerily at the characters and they seemed somewhat like cartoons. I read recently that Dickens saw the world as a child would- happy, innocent characters usually win out over the villains in the end. I wonder if that is true.