Bleak House

Charles Dickens, Nicola Bradbury, Nicola Bradbury , Terry Eagleton

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Penguin Classics
06 June 2003

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As the interminable case of Jarndyce and Jarndyce grinds its way through the Court of Chancery, it draws together a disparate group of people- Ada and Richard Clare, whose inheritance is gradually being devoured by legal costs; Esther Summerson, a ward of court, whose parentage is a source of deepening mystery; the menacing lawyer Tulkinghorn; the determined sleuth Inspector Bucket; and even Jo, the destitute little crossing-sweeper. A savage, but often comic, indictment of a society that is rotten to the core, Bleak House is one of Dickens's most ambitious novels, with a range that extends from the drawing rooms of the aristocracy to the poorest of London slums.

By: Charles Dickens
Preface by: Terry Eagleton
Introduction by: Nicola Bradbury
Edited by: Nicola Bradbury
Imprint: Penguin Classics
Country of Publication: United Kingdom
Edition: 1st Revised edition
Dimensions: Height: 196mm, Width: 128mm, Spine: 56mm
Weight: 740g
ISBN: 9780141439723
ISBN 10: 0141439726
Pages: 1088
Publication Date: 06 June 2003
Audience: General/trade , ELT Advanced
Format: Paperback
Publisher's Status: Active

Charles Dickens (1812-70) was a political reporter and journalist before establishing his reputation as a novelist with PICKWICK PAPERS (1836-7). His novels captured and held the public imagination over a period of more than thirty years. Nicola Bradbury is Lecturer in English at the University of Reading.

Reviews for Bleak House

Perhaps Bleak House is his best novel. . . . When Dickens wrote Bleak House he had grown up. --G. K. Chesterton Perhaps Bleak House is his best novel. . . . When Dickens wrote Bleak House he had grown up. G. K. Chesterton Perhaps Bleak House is his best novel. . . . When Dickens wrote Bleak House he had grown up. --G. K. Chesterton Perhaps Bleak House is his best novel. . . . When Dickens wrote Bleak House he had grown up. G. K. Chesterton