So, Charles Dickens was paid by the word. This is immediately clear (as is why that payment method is a bad idea) when one reads Great Expectations.
The characters are shallow, and almost without redeeming qualities, and the story itself is long, meandering, and above all, stupid. When I first attempted this giant brick of a novel I was quite young, which I attributed to my dislike of it. However, I returned to it years later and found my contempt for it had grown stronger. Verbosity for no reason other than verbosity is painful, something this novel embodies.