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gwyneira 's review for:
Silas Marner
by George Eliot
In Dickens' hands, Silas Marner would have been what many people condemn it as: a soppy, sentimental Victorian story of a man redeemed by love. (I'm not necessarily slamming Dickens here; I appreciate him, but I love Eliot much more.) In Eliot's hands, it's beautifully warm and human, without being mawkishly sentimental.