Death scenes felt safely abstract when we started making plans for this episode. Cancer crashed in, and Jen's Dad died weeks later. We return to talking about Middlemarch from the other side of loss.

In a time of reckoning with sexual harassment, we consider the sick art of turning a confession into victimhood

In which we use "In which ..." to begin an episode description for the last time. We discuss whether George Eliot should have to be in a room with Donald Trump and why it's maybe a good thing to treat Middlemarch like a snack food. Also, a fast reader and a slow reader have a frank and open exchange about reading pace.

In which we misremember our vow to never again do an episode longer than 27 minutes as a vow to never again do an episode longer than 28 minutes.

In which we find a title for the podcast by scouring the early chapters of Middlemarch for phrases to steal, and we vow never to make any future episodes longer than 27 minutes.