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"
No
,
"
she
persisted
,
grasping
the
handle
:
"
not
yet
,
Edgar
Linton
:
sit
down
;
you
shall
not
leave
me
in
that
temper
.
I
should
be
miserable
all
night
,
and
I
wo
n't
be
miserable
for
you
!
"
"
Can
I
stay
after
you
have
struck
me
?
"
asked
Linton
.
Catherine
was
mute
.
"
You
've
made
me
afraid
and
ashamed
of
you
,
"
he
continued
;
"
I
'll
not
come
here
again
!
"
Her
eyes
began
to
glisten
,
and
her
lids
to
twinkle
.
"
And
you
told
a
deliberate
untruth
!
"
he
said
.
"
I
did
n't
!
"
she
cried
,
recovering
her
speech
;
"
I
did
nothing
deliberately
.
Well
,
go
,
if
you
please
--
get
away
!
And
now
I
'll
cry
--
I
'll
cry
myself
sick
!
"
She
dropped
down
on
her
knees
by
a
chair
,
and
set
to
weeping
in
serious
earnest
.
Edgar
persevered
in
his
resolution
as
far
as
the
court
;
there
he
lingered
.
I
resolved
to
encourage
him
.
"
Miss
is
dreadfully
wayward
,
sir
,
"
I
called
out
.
"
As
bad
as
any
marred
child
:
you
'd
better
be
riding
home
,
or
else
she
will
be
sick
only
to
grieve
us
.
"
The
soft
thing
looked
askance
through
the
window
:
he
possessed
the
power
to
depart
,
as
much
as
a
cat
possesses
the
power
to
leave
a
mouse
half
killed
,
or
a
bird
half
eaten
.
Ah
,
I
thought
,
there
will
be
no
saving
him
:
he
's
doomed
,
and
flies
to
his
fate
!
And
so
it
was
:
he
turned
abruptly
,
hastened
into
the
house
again
,
shut
the
door
behind
him
;
and
when
I
went
in
a
while
after
to
inform
them
that
Earnshaw
had
come
home
rabid
drunk
,
ready
to
pull
the
whole
place
about
our
ears
(
his
ordinary
frame
of
mind
in
that
condition
)
,
I
saw
the
quarrel
had
merely
effected
a
closer
intimacy
--
had
broken
the
outworks
of
youthful
timidity
,
and
enabled
them
to
forsake
the
disguise
of
friendship
,
and
confess
themselves
lovers
.
