Mrs. Joe was a very clean housekeeper, but had an exquisite art of making her cleanliness more uncomfortable and unacceptable than dirt itself.
Don't let the title fool you.
I was regaled with the scaly tips of the drumsticks of the fowls and with those obscure corners of pork of which the pig, when living, had the least reason to be vain.
I can now say "I have read a novel by Charles Dickens."
According to my Bucket List, it will not be the last. But that list is almost as long as Great Expectations.