I can still remember getting the beautiful white and green Ballantine edition in 1973 for Christmas. (I had checked the first volume out of the school library.) I read the next two volumes in two days, dragging it with me to all the relatives' houses, reading far into the night with a flashlight. I'm sure my parents regretted ever getting me the thing.
Couldn't do that now. For one thing, I never bury my nose in a book now when company is around.
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