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THE TENANT
OF
WILDFELL HALL.
CHAPTER I.
PERSISTENCE.
September 24th.—In the morning I rose, light and cheerful, nay, intensely happy. The hovering cloud cast over me by my aunt's views, and by the fear of not obtaining her consent, was lost in the bright effulgence of my own hopes, and the too delightful consciousness of requited love. It was a splendid
