The funniest of the Eliot novels I’ve read.

A consideration of fables and myths that reads like one (specifically a religious one) — particularly in the early part when the townsfolk are theorizing about the character of Silas and then the robbery he endures.

Still parsing through thoughts about the comparative religion aspect — between Raveloe and Lantern — but this is also broadly a psychological study of how we try to make sense of the world and try to make it fair and how our lots in life constantly question the sense we make of it.