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OF WILDFELL HALL.
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CHAPTER XVII.
FURTHER WARNINGS.
The next day, I accompanied my uncle and aunt to a dinner party at Mr. Wilmot's. He had two ladies staying with him, his niece Annabella, a fine dashing girl, or rather young woman, of some five and twenty, too great a flirt to be married, according to her own assertion, but greatly admired by the gentlemen, who universally pronounced her a splendid woman,—and her gentle cousin Milicent Hargrave, who had taken a violent fancy to me, mistaking me for something vastly better than
