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"
Varrah
weell
!
"
shouted
Joseph
,
as
he
slowly
drew
off
.
"
To-morn
,
he
's
come
hisseln
,
and
thrust
him
out
,
if
ye
darr
!
"
To
obviate
the
danger
of
this
threat
being
fulfilled
,
Mr.
Linton
commissioned
me
to
take
the
boy
home
early
,
on
Catherine
's
pony
;
and
,
said
he
:
"
As
we
shall
now
have
no
influence
over
his
destiny
,
good
or
bad
,
you
must
say
nothing
of
where
he
is
gone
,
to
my
daughter
:
she
can
not
associate
with
him
hereafter
,
and
it
is
better
for
her
to
remain
in
ignorance
of
his
proximity
;
lest
she
should
be
restless
,
and
anxious
to
visit
the
Heights
.
Merely
tell
her
that
his
father
sent
for
him
suddenly
,
and
he
has
been
obliged
to
leave
us
.
"
Linton
was
very
reluctant
to
be
roused
from
his
bed
at
five
o'clock
,
and
quite
astonished
to
be
informed
that
he
must
prepare
for
further
travelling
;
but
I
softened
off
the
matter
by
stating
that
he
was
going
to
spend
some
time
with
his
father
,
Mr.
Heathcliff
,
who
wished
to
see
him
so
much
,
he
did
not
like
to
defer
the
pleasure
till
he
should
recover
from
his
late
journey
.
"
My
father
!
"
he
cried
,
in
strange
perplexity
.
"
Mamma
never
told
me
I
had
a
father
.
Where
does
he
live
?
I
'd
rather
stay
with
uncle
.
"
"
He
lives
a
little
distance
from
the
Grange
,
"
I
replied
;
"
just
beyond
those
hills
:
not
so
far
,
but
you
may
walk
over
here
when
you
get
hearty
.
And
you
should
be
glad
to
go
home
,
and
to
see
him
.
You
must
try
to
love
him
,
as
you
did
your
mother
,
and
then
he
will
love
you
.
"
"
But
why
have
I
not
heard
of
him
before
?
"
asked
Linton
.
"
Why
did
n't
mamma
and
he
live
together
,
as
other
people
do
?
"
"
He
had
business
to
keep
him
in
the
north
,
"
I
answered
,
"
and
your
mother
's
health
required
her
to
reside
in
the
south
.
"
"
And
why
did
n't
mamma
speak
to
me
about
him
?
"
persevered
the
child
.
"
She
often
talked
of
uncle
,
and
I
learnt
to
love
him
long
ago
.
How
am
I
to
love
papa
?
I
do
n't
know
him
.
"
"
Oh
,
all
children
love
their
parents
,
"
I
said
.
"
Your
mother
,
perhaps
,
thought
you
would
want
to
be
with
him
if
she
mentioned
him
often
to
you
.
Let
us
make
haste
.
An
early
ride
on
such
a
beautiful
morning
is
much
preferable
to
an
hour
's
more
sleep
.
"
"
Is
she
to
go
with
us
,
"
he
demanded
:
"
the
little
girl
I
saw
yesterday
?
"
"
Not
now
,
"
replied
I.
