Crisis in Broch's 'The Death of Virgil'

I first tried to read it in 1983, reading to page 62 before quitting it and putting it back on the shelf to be one of those books that others would see on the shelf and think, 'he reads great books,' though I'm not proud of thinking that I'm a person like that.

I resumed my reading of it in early November, 2016, unpacking it from the move from one house to another and beginning at the beginning, reading to page 121, sticking a bookmark in it last night and thinking, 'should I go on reading or should I not?'

Why am I'm thinking this way? 'The Death of Virgil' is a book in which I already know what will happen-Virgil will die-and is therefore a book that's comprised of constant foreshadowing, and foreshadowing is a technique of the past and not one I'm attracted to.

If I continue reading 'The Death of Virgil', what is the benefit? And what is the benefit if I stop reading it?

Well, there's a certain satisfaction in reading a book I know no one else is reading, a book that's been validated as classic, but I read these kind of books all the time, there's a pile of them by my bedside, and another pile on the desk on which I'm writing now, and another pile on the table, and a briefcase of full of classic books that I've stashed beneath the table. Does such a satisfaction justify the continuance of reading 'The Death of Virgil'?

Yes in some way, no in others. 

And how will I feel when I come to the end of it? 

I know it's a book that will outlive me, but is that a reason for reading it?

I won't know unless I come to the end...

(To be continued.)