The Black Tulip (Alexandre Dumas, père, 1850)

I wanted to read The Count of Monte Cristo for years, but never to do it. And guess what I found in a little library? Another Dumas' classic! What a lucky find, I assumed Oh boy, was I wrong. Oh, what an unlucky find it was. I hated it, despised. But I kept on reading. I was disgusted, I was repulsed... and I could not look away. Still: the novel starts amazingly, ends nicely... it's just what was between the bindings was terrible. The first few chapters are full of politics and history (I h...