Trollope, An Eye for an Eye

I had read all of Trollope's political and academic novels, as well as all those held in the university library. So now I am receiving a stack of his books from other libraries, so that I can legitimately claim to have read all of him. I just read An Eye for an Eye, the usual tale of misplaced passion set in Ireland, this time. There is nothing remarkable about this novel, having read all of his greater works. I expect I can plough through the ten books in a few days -- Trollope is a quick read.