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‘He shall have his share of my hand, if I catch him downstairs till dark,’ cried Hindley.
January 2, 2026 at 4:27 PM
‘He shall have his share of my hand, if I catch him downstairs till dark,’ cried Hindley.
‘While they examined me, Cathy came round; she heard the last speech, and laughed.
January 2, 2026 at 12:25 PM
‘While they examined me, Cathy came round; she heard the last speech, and laughed.
I like her too well, my dear Heathcliff, to let you absolutely seize and devour her up.’
January 2, 2026 at 10:27 AM
I like her too well, my dear Heathcliff, to let you absolutely seize and devour her up.’
She proceeded:
January 2, 2026 at 8:26 AM
She proceeded:
I resumed my song; not having forgotten her recent behaviour.
January 2, 2026 at 6:26 AM
I resumed my song; not having forgotten her recent behaviour.
I was going to the Grange one evening a dark evening, threatening thunder and, just at the turn of the Heights, I encountered a little boy with a sheep and two lambs before him; he was crying terribly; and I supposed the lambs were skittish, and would not be guided.
January 2, 2026 at 4:27 AM
I was going to the Grange one evening a dark evening, threatening thunder and, just at the turn of the Heights, I encountered a little boy with a sheep and two lambs before him; he was crying terribly; and I supposed the lambs were skittish, and would not be guided.
‘And that wind sounding in the firs by the lattice.
January 2, 2026 at 2:25 AM
‘And that wind sounding in the firs by the lattice.
Yes,’ I remarked, ‘you’ve seen a good many alterations, I suppose?’
January 2, 2026 at 12:25 AM
Yes,’ I remarked, ‘you’ve seen a good many alterations, I suppose?’
I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine, and began to grow very snappish.
January 1, 2026 at 10:26 PM
I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine, and began to grow very snappish.
She rang the bell till it broke with a twang; I entered leisurely.
January 1, 2026 at 8:25 PM
She rang the bell till it broke with a twang; I entered leisurely.
And so he went on scolding to his den beneath, taking the candle with him; and I remained in the dark.
January 1, 2026 at 6:25 PM
And so he went on scolding to his den beneath, taking the candle with him; and I remained in the dark.
I approached, and, attempting to take his chubby fist, said ‘How do you do, my dear?’
January 1, 2026 at 4:24 PM
I approached, and, attempting to take his chubby fist, said ‘How do you do, my dear?’
Heathcliff set a trap over it, and the old ones dared not come.
January 1, 2026 at 2:20 PM
Heathcliff set a trap over it, and the old ones dared not come.
‘That Heathcliff you recollect him, sir who used to live at Mr. Earnshaw’s.’
January 1, 2026 at 12:21 PM
‘That Heathcliff you recollect him, sir who used to live at Mr. Earnshaw’s.’
Afterwards, she refused to eat, and now she alternately raves and remains in a half dream; knowing those about her, but having her mind filled with all sorts of strange ideas and illusions.’
January 1, 2026 at 10:23 AM
Afterwards, she refused to eat, and now she alternately raves and remains in a half dream; knowing those about her, but having her mind filled with all sorts of strange ideas and illusions.’
And then, I thought, how ever will that weakling live at Wuthering Heights?
January 1, 2026 at 8:20 AM
And then, I thought, how ever will that weakling live at Wuthering Heights?
‘You ought to come, because you have hurt me: you know you have extremely!
January 1, 2026 at 6:20 AM
‘You ought to come, because you have hurt me: you know you have extremely!
I suppose that she wanted to get another proof that the place was haunted, at my expense.
January 1, 2026 at 4:19 AM
I suppose that she wanted to get another proof that the place was haunted, at my expense.
The former offered me munificent wages; the latter ordered me to pack up: he wanted no women in the house, he said, now that there was no mistress; and as to Hareton, the curate should take him in hand, by-and-by.
January 1, 2026 at 2:18 AM
The former offered me munificent wages; the latter ordered me to pack up: he wanted no women in the house, he said, now that there was no mistress; and as to Hareton, the curate should take him in hand, by-and-by.
Mr. Earnshaw, provided he saw him healthy and never heard him cry, was contented, as far as regarded him.
January 1, 2026 at 12:15 AM
Mr. Earnshaw, provided he saw him healthy and never heard him cry, was contented, as far as regarded him.
‘Oh, certainly, sir!
December 31, 2025 at 10:18 PM
‘Oh, certainly, sir!
Not anxious to come in contact with their fangs, I sat still; but, imagining they would scarcely understand tacit insults, I unfortunately indulged in winking and making faces at the trio, and some turn of my physiognomy so irritated madam, that she suddenly broke into a fury and leapt on my knees.
December 31, 2025 at 8:16 PM
Not anxious to come in contact with their fangs, I sat still; but, imagining they would scarcely understand tacit insults, I unfortunately indulged in winking and making faces at the trio, and some turn of my physiognomy so irritated madam, that she suddenly broke into a fury and leapt on my knees.
I felt stunned by the awful event; and my memory unavoidably recurred to former times with a sort of oppressive sadness.
December 31, 2025 at 6:17 PM
I felt stunned by the awful event; and my memory unavoidably recurred to former times with a sort of oppressive sadness.
‘In our walk along the moor: you told me to ramble where I pleased, while you sauntered on with Mr. Heathcliff?’
December 31, 2025 at 4:18 PM
‘In our walk along the moor: you told me to ramble where I pleased, while you sauntered on with Mr. Heathcliff?’