I might give it a try now I'm a bit older. Silas Marner was rather wrecked for me as a book by doing it in class for GCSE, which didn't incline me to read other Eliot. I quite liked it when I first read it, but was incredibly fucked off with it after dragging through it for nine months. And aged 15 I was not at all interested in anything remotely romantic (unless possibly it was very Gothic and doomed), but I appreciate it a lot more now, when I can also see the comedy of manners and the social stereotypes that are being skewered or otherwise.