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"
Must
I
go
?
"
asked
Catherine
dolefully
,
bending
over
him
.
"
Do
you
want
me
to
go
,
Linton
?
"
"
You
ca
n't
alter
what
you
've
done
,
"
he
replied
pettishly
,
shrinking
from
her
,
"
unless
you
alter
it
for
the
worse
by
teasing
me
into
a
fever
.
"
"
Well
,
then
,
I
must
go
?
"
she
repeated
.
"
Let
me
alone
,
at
least
,
"
said
he
;
"
I
ca
n't
bear
your
talking
.
"
She
lingered
,
and
resisted
my
persuasions
to
departure
a
tiresome
while
;
but
as
he
neither
looked
up
nor
spoke
,
she
finally
made
a
movement
to
the
door
and
I
followed
.
We
were
recalled
by
a
scream
.
Linton
had
slid
from
his
seat
on
to
the
hearthstone
,
and
lay
writhing
in
the
mere
perverseness
of
an
indulged
plague
of
a
child
,
determined
to
be
as
grievous
and
harassing
as
it
can
.
I
thoroughly
gauged
his
disposition
from
his
behaviour
,
and
saw
at
once
it
would
be
folly
to
attempt
humouring
him
.
Not
so
my
companion
:
she
ran
back
in
terror
,
knelt
down
,
and
cried
,
and
soothed
,
and
entreated
,
till
he
grew
quiet
from
lack
of
breath
:
by
no
means
from
compunction
at
distressng
her
.
"
I
shall
lift
him
on
the
settle
,
"
I
said
,
"
and
he
may
roll
about
as
he
pleases
:
we
ca
n't
stop
to
watch
him
.
I
hope
you
are
satisfied
,
Miss
Cathy
,
that
you
are
not
the
person
to
benefit
him
;
and
that
his
condition
of
health
is
not
occasioned
by
attachment
to
you
.
Now
,
then
,
there
he
is
!
Come
away
:
as
soon
as
he
knows
there
is
nobody
by
to
care
for
his
nonsense
,
he
'll
be
glad
to
lie
still
.
"
She
placed
a
cushion
under
his
head
,
and
offered
him
some
water
;
he
rejected
the
latter
,
and
tossed
uneasily
on
the
former
,
as
if
it
were
a
stone
or
a
block
of
wood
.
She
tried
to
put
it
more
comfortably
.
"
I
ca
n't
do
with
that
,
"
he
said
;
"
it
's
not
high
enough
.
"
Catherine
brought
another
to
lay
above
it
.
"
That
's
too
high
,
"
murmured
the
provoking
thing
.
"
How
must
I
arrange
it
,
then
?
"
she
asked
despairingly
.
