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I
happened
to
leave
him
ten
minutes
yesterday
afternoon
,
and
in
that
interval
he
fastened
the
two
doors
of
the
house
against
me
,
and
he
has
spent
the
night
in
drinking
himself
to
death
deliberately
!
We
broke
in
this
morning
,
for
we
heard
him
snorting
like
a
horse
;
and
there
he
was
,
laid
over
the
settle
;
flaying
and
scalping
would
not
have
wakened
him
.
I
sent
for
Kenneth
,
and
he
came
;
but
not
till
the
beast
had
changed
into
carrion
:
he
was
both
dead
and
cold
,
and
stark
;
and
so
you
'll
allow
it
was
useless
making
more
stir
about
him
!
"
The
old
servant
confirmed
this
statement
,
but
muttered
:
"
I
'd
rayther
he
'd
goan
hisseln
for
t
'
doctor
!
I
sud
ha
'
taen
tent
o
'
t
'
maister
better
nor
him
--
and
he
war
n't
deead
when
I
left
,
naught
o
'
t
'
soart
!
"
I
insisted
on
the
funeral
being
respectable
.
Mr.
Heathcliff
said
I
might
have
my
own
way
there
too
;
only
,
he
desired
me
to
remember
that
the
money
for
the
whole
affair
came
out
of
his
pocket
.
He
maintained
a
hard
,
careless
deportment
,
indicative
of
neither
joy
nor
sorrow
;
if
anything
,
it
expressed
a
flinty
gratification
at
a
piece
of
difficult
work
successfully
executed
.
I
observed
once
,
indeed
,
something
like
exultation
in
his
aspect
:
it
was
just
when
the
people
were
bearing
the
coffin
from
the
house
.
He
had
the
hypocrisy
to
represent
a
mourner
:
and
previous
to
following
Hareton
,
he
lifted
the
unfortunate
child
on
to
the
table
and
muttered
,
with
peculiar
gusto
,
"
Now
,
my
bonny
lad
,
you
are
mine
!
And
we
'll
see
if
one
tree
wo
n't
grow
as
crooked
as
another
,
with
the
same
wind
to
twist
it
!
"
The
unsuspecting
thing
was
pleased
at
this
speech
:
he
played
with
Heathcliff
's
whiskers
,
and
stroked
his
cheek
;
but
I
divined
its
meaning
,
and
observed
tartly
,
"
That
boy
must
go
back
with
me
to
Thrushcross
Grange
,
sir
.
There
is
nothing
in
the
world
less
yours
than
he
is
!
"
"
Does
Linton
say
so
?
"
he
demanded
.
"
Of
course
--
he
has
ordered
me
to
take
him
,
"
I
replied
.
"
Well
,
"
said
the
scoundrel
,
"
we
'll
not
argue
the
subject
now
:
but
I
have
a
fancy
to
try
my
hand
at
rearing
a
young
one
;
so
intimate
to
your
master
that
I
must
supply
the
place
of
this
with
my
own
,
if
he
attempt
to
remove
it
.
I
do
n't
engage
to
let
Hareton
go
undisputed
;
but
I
'll
be
pretty
sure
to
make
the
other
come
!
Remember
to
tell
him
.
"
This
hint
was
enough
to
bind
my
hands
.
I
repeated
its
substance
on
my
return
;
and
Edgar
Linton
,
little
interested
at
the
commencement
,
spoke
no
more
of
interfering
.
I
'm
not
aware
that
he
could
have
done
it
to
any
purpose
,
had
he
been
ever
so
willing
.
The
guest
was
now
the
master
of
Wuthering
Heights
:
he
held
firm
possession
,
and
proved
to
the
attorney
--
who
,
in
his
turn
,
proved
it
to
Mr.
Linton
--
that
Earnshaw
had
mortgaged
every
yard
of
land
he
owned
,
for
cash
to
supply
his
mania
for
gaming
;
and
he
,
Heathcliff
,
was
the
mortgagee
