The current book from the bookclub is a classic, Mary Barton. When I got the book, it looked a fairly slim read, but the pages are very thin, and at 393 pages of actual text (plus about 30 pages of notes) this is turning into a hard slog.
I've got to page 168 so far (with a week to go) and the majority of that read in the car on the way up to Cheshire. The previous day, I'd attempted to start and nearly fell asleep. It is quite hard to get into the prose, but once in tune with the patterns, it goes along fairly easily.
One thing to note so far is the tone is set as the writer having a conversation with the reader, unlike most books today where the writer is usually invisible.