"You have been the last dream of my soul."
And this has been the end of my tether. I've run out of can for this book. Third time was not a charm.
When Dickens actually bothers to write characters living a story, the writing is tolerable. But then he goes into these long allegorical chapters that are pompous and overblown and I lose all track of what's going on or why I should care about any of this.