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The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

by Anne Brontë

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England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- FictionEngland -- FictionDomestic fictionLandlord and tenant -- FictionMarried women -- Fiction

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  1. 01Front matter~27 min
  2. 02CHAPTER I~24 min
  3. 03CHAPTER II~13 min
  4. 04CHAPTER III~20 min
  5. 05CHAPTER IV~21 min
  6. 06CHAPTER V~10 min
  7. 07CHAPTER VI~20 min
  8. 08CHAPTER VII — part 1~25 min
  9. 09CHAPTER VII — part 2~3 min
  10. 10CHAPTER VIII~13 min
  11. 11CHAPTER IX — part 1~25 min
  12. 12CHAPTER IX — part 2~3 min
  13. 13CHAPTER X~12 min
  14. 14CHAPTER XI~11 min
  15. 15CHAPTER XII~23 min
  16. 16CHAPTER XIII~11 min
  17. 17CHAPTER XIV~17 min
  18. 18CHAPTER XV~19 min
  19. 19CHAPTER XVI — part 1~25 min
  20. 20CHAPTER XVI — part 2~4 min
  21. 21CHAPTER XVII~19 min
  22. 22CHAPTER XVIII — part 1~25 min
  23. 23CHAPTER XVIII — part 2~5 min
  24. 24CHAPTER XIX~14 min
  25. 25CHAPTER XX~19 min
  26. 26CHAPTER XXI~11 min
  27. 27CHAPTER XXII — part 1~25 min
  28. 28CHAPTER XXII — part 2~13 min
  29. 29CHAPTER XXIII~14 min
  30. 30CHAPTER XXIV~21 min

A few words to begin

You must go back with me to the autumn of 1827. My father, as you know, was a sort of gentleman farmer in ——shire; and I, by his express desire, succeeded him in the same quiet occupation, not very willingly, for ambition urged me to higher aims, and self-conceit assured me that, in disregarding its voice, I was burying my talent in the earth, and hiding my light under a bushel. My mother had done her utmost to persuade me that I was capable of great achievements; but my father, who thought ambition was the surest road to ruin, and change but another word for destruction, would listen to no scheme for bettering either my own condition, or that of my fellow mortals. He assured me it was all rubbish, and exhorted me, with his dying breath, to continue in the good old way, to follow his steps, and those of his father before him, and let my highest ambition be to walk honestly through the world, looking neither to the right hand nor to the left, and to transmit the paternal acres to my children in, at least, as flourishing a condition as he left them to me.

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