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"
It
's
Maister
Linton
I
mun
spake
to
,
"
he
answered
,
waving
me
disdainfully
aside
.
"
Mr.
Linton
is
going
to
bed
;
unless
you
have
something
particular
to
say
,
I
'm
sure
he
wo
n't
hear
it
now
,
"
I
continued
.
"
You
had
better
sit
down
in
there
,
and
entrust
your
message
to
me
.
"
"
Which
is
his
rahm
?
"
pursued
the
fellow
,
surveying
the
range
of
closed
doors
.
I
perceived
he
was
bent
on
refusing
my
mediation
,
so
very
reluctantly
I
went
up
to
the
library
,
and
announced
the
unseasonable
visitor
,
advising
that
he
should
be
dismissed
till
next
day
.
Mr.
Linton
had
not
time
to
empower
me
to
do
so
,
for
Joseph
mounted
close
at
my
heels
,
and
pushing
into
the
apartment
,
planted
himself
at
the
far
side
of
the
table
,
with
his
two
fists
clapped
on
the
head
of
his
stick
,
and
began
in
an
elevated
tone
,
as
if
anticipating
opposition
:
"
Hathecliff
has
sent
me
for
his
lad
,
and
I
munn
'
t
go
back
'
bout
him
.
"
Edgar
Linton
was
silent
a
minute
;
an
expression
of
exceeding
sorrow
overcast
his
features
:
he
would
have
pitied
the
child
on
his
own
account
;
but
,
recalling
Isabella
's
hopes
and
fears
,
and
anxious
wishes
for
her
son
,
and
her
commendations
of
him
to
his
care
,
he
grieved
bitterly
at
the
prospect
of
yielding
him
up
,
and
searched
in
his
heart
how
it
might
be
avoided
.
No
plan
offered
itself
:
the
very
exhibition
of
any
desire
to
keep
him
would
have
rendered
the
claimant
more
peremptory
:
there
was
nothing
left
but
to
resign
him
.
However
,
he
was
not
going
to
rouse
him
from
his
sleep
.
"
Tell
Mr.
Heathcliff
,
"
he
answered
calmly
,
"
that
his
son
shall
come
to
Wuthering
Heights
to-morrow
.
He
is
in
bed
,
and
too
tired
to
go
the
distance
now
.
You
may
also
tell
him
that
the
mother
of
Linton
desired
him
to
remain
under
my
guardianship
;
and
,
at
present
,
his
health
is
very
precarious
.
"
"
Noa
!
"
said
Joseph
,
giving
a
thud
with
his
prop
on
the
floor
,
and
assuming
an
authoritative
air
;
"
nao
!
that
means
naught
.
Hathecliff
maks
noa
'
count
o
'
t
'
mother
,
nor
ye
norther
;
but
he
'll
hey
his
lad
;
und
I
mun
tak
him
--
soa
now
ye
knaw
!
"
"
You
shall
not
to-night
!
"
answered
Linton
decisively
.
"
Walk
downstairs
at
once
,
and
repeat
to
your
master
what
I
have
said
.
Ellen
,
show
him
down
.
Go
-
"
And
,
aiding
the
indignant
elder
with
a
lift
by
the
arm
,
he
rid
the
room
of
him
,
and
closed
the
door
.
