John Jarndyce The Court of Chancery
Jarndyce and Jarndyce
At the heart of the fog sits the Court of Chancery, where the great suit of Jarndyce and Jarndyce has dragged on so long that no one alive quite understands it, and generations are ruined waiting for its end. Dickens opens on the law's murderous delay as the book's controlling symbol, a machine that consumes the very fortunes it claims to protect.
The opening chapters
explicit The Court of Chancery, sitting at Lincoln's Inn Hall in real London, is where the interminable suit of Jarndyce and Jarndyce grinds on; sited there.
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