The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte, 4/5

This is a proper Victorian romance, full of melodrama, moralizing and mores (made to be broken by spunky heroines).  It reads a bit like the diary of a teenager whose sole literary diet consists of  Jane Eyre and Jane Austen. The conversations are a little too elaborate, the characters a little too saintly (or otherwise, devilish) and the ending a little too tidy.  These qualities lend it a kind of charm, which along with flashes of surprising wit, make this a hard book to put down