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'And who the devil gave you leave to touch a stick about the place? demanded her father-in-law, much surprised. 'And who ordered you to obey her? he added, turning to Hareton. The latter was speechless; his cousin replied 'You shouldn't grudge a few yards of earth for me to ornament, when you have taken all my land! 'Your land, insolent slut! You never had any, said Heathcliff.
Come, you shall take notice of me, Hareton: you are my cousin, and you shall own me. 'I shall have naught to do wi' you and your mucky pride, and your damned mocking tricks! he answered. 'I'll go to hell, body and soul, before I look sideways after you again. Side out o' t' gate, now, this minute!
When Hareton was there, she generally paused in an interesting part, and left the book lying about: that she did repeatedly; but he was as obstinate as a mule, and, instead of snatching at her bait, in wet weather he took to smoking with Joseph; and they sat like automatons, one on each side of the fire, the elder happily too deaf to understand her wicked nonsense, as he would have called it, the younger doing his best to seem to disregard it.
I frowned, and then she glanced towards the master: whose mind was occupied on other subjects than his company, as his countenance evinced; and she grew serious for an instant, scrutinizing him with deep gravity. Afterwards she turned, and recommenced her nonsense; at last, Hareton uttered a smothered laugh. Mr.
Let us see what we can make of it. He got up and strode to the door: Hareton and Joseph followed in gaping curiosity. Poor Linton ran a frightened eye over the faces of the three. 'Sure-ly, said Joseph after a grave inspection, 'he's swopped wi' ye, Maister, an' yon's his lass! Heathcliff, having stared his son into an ague of confusion, uttered a scornful laugh.
I was comfortably reveling in the spring fragrance around, and the beautiful soft blue overhead, when my young lady, who had run down near the gate to procure some primrose roots for a border, returned only half laden, and informed us that Mr. Heathcliff was coming in. "And he spoke to me," she added with a perplexed look. "What did he say?" asked Hareton.
The master seemed confounded a moment: he grew pale, and rose up, eyeing her all the while, with an expression of mortal hate. 'If you strike me, Hareton will strike you, she said; 'so you may as well sit down. 'If Hareton does not turn you out of the room, I'll strike him to hell, thundered Heathcliff. 'Damnable witch! dare you pretend to rouse him against me? Off with her! Do you hear?
Am I to lose all, without a chance of retrieval? Is Hareton to be a beggar? Oh, damnation! I will have it back; and I'll have his gold too; and then his blood; and hell shall have his soul! It will be ten times blacker with that guest than ever it was before! You've acquainted me, Ellen, with your old master's habits. He is clearly on the verge of madness: he was so last night at least.
His lawyer had been Earnshaw's also: I called at the village, and asked him to accompany me. He shook his head, and advised that Heathcliff should be let alone; affirming, if the truth were known, Hareton would be found little else than a beggar.
Dean's story of how the strangely assorted occupants of Wuthering Heights had come together, my landlord Heathcliff, the disinherited, poor Hareton Earnshaw, and Catherine Heathcliff, who had been Catherine Linton and the daughter of Catherine Earnshaw.
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