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   I shall boil six eggs for you. It will be no problem.

   Just read three or four chapters of Northanger Abbey over lunch. Its strange how much social moors inform novels. Things you don’t notice when reading something contemperary will jump out at your grandkids as strange, just as I find it a constant unsettlement to discover that no women in Austen novels work, and that it is, in an Austen Novel, for women to travel wiith men who are not related to them. This disturbs me.

   The chapters I read weren’t particularly good. Three chapters involving Katherine worrying because she blew someone off who she was to take a walk with. What a strange world, where that’s an issue.