Took the MPRE today, so needed something small to bring along. Georgette Heyer’s Arabella seemed to fit the bill just fine; lightweight in both senses of the word, just the thing for a possibly-stressful day. (Turns it out wasn’t, though knock on wood.) This burbled along in typical amusing Heyer fashion for most of it, but upon reflection I rather think the male protagonist was a bit of a jerk at the end. It wasn’t anywhere near as annoying as The Toll-Gate, though.