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"
My
house
is
not
stricken
with
the
plague
,
Nelly
;
and
I
have
a
mind
to
be
hospitable
to-day
:
sit
down
,
and
allow
me
to
shut
the
door
.
"
He
shut
and
locked
it
also
.
I
started
.
"
You
shall
have
tea
before
you
go
home
,
"
he
added
.
"
I
am
by
myself
.
Hareton
is
gone
with
some
cattle
to
the
Lees
,
and
Zillah
and
Joseph
are
off
on
a
journey
of
pleasure
;
and
,
though
I
'm
used
to
being
alone
,
I
'd
rather
have
some
interesting
company
,
if
I
can
get
it
.
Miss
Linton
,
take
your
seat
by
him
.
I
give
you
what
I
have
:
the
present
is
hardly
worth
accepting
;
but
I
have
nothing
else
to
offer
.
It
is
Linton
,
I
mean
.
How
she
does
stare
!
It
's
odd
what
a
savage
feeling
I
have
to
anything
that
seems
afraid
of
me
!
Had
I
been
born
where
laws
are
less
strict
and
tastes
less
dainty
,
I
should
treat
myself
to
a
slow
vivisection
of
those
two
,
as
an
evening
's
amusement
.
"
He
drew
in
his
breath
,
struck
the
table
,
and
swore
to
himself
,
"
By
hell
!
I
hate
them
.
"
"
I
'm
not
afraid
of
you
!
"
exclaimed
Catherine
,
who
could
not
hear
the
latter
part
of
his
speech
.
She
stepped
close
up
;
her
black
eyes
flashing
with
passion
and
resolution
.
"
Give
me
that
key
:
I
will
have
it
!
"
she
said
.
"
I
would
n't
eat
or
drink
here
,
if
I
were
starving
.
"
Heathcliff
had
the
key
in
his
hand
that
remained
on
the
table
.
He
looked
up
,
seized
with
a
sort
of
surprise
at
her
boldness
;
or
,
possibly
,
reminded
by
her
voice
and
glance
,
of
the
person
from
whom
she
inherited
it
.
She
snatched
at
the
instrument
,
and
half-succeeded
in
getting
it
out
of
his
loosened
fingers
:
but
her
action
recalled
him
to
the
present
;
he
recovered
it
speedily
.
"
Now
,
Catherine
Linton
,
"
he
said
,
"
stand
off
,
or
I
shall
knock
you
down
;
and
that
will
make
Mrs.
Dean
mad
.
"
Regardless
of
this
warning
,
she
captured
his
closed
hand
and
its
contents
again
.
"
We
will
go
!
"
she
repeated
,
exerting
her
utmost
efforts
to
cause
the
iron
muscles
to
relax
;
and
finding
that
her
nails
made
no
impression
,
she
applied
her
teeth
pretty
sharply
.
Heathcliff
glanced
at
me
a
glance
that
kept
me
from
interfering
a
moment
.
Catherine
was
too
intent
on
his
fingers
to
notice
his
face
.
He
opened
them
suddenly
,
and
resigned
the
object
of
dispute
;
but
,
ere
she
had
well
secured
it
,
he
seized
her
with
the
liberated
hand
,
and
,
pulling
her
on
his
knee
,
administered
with
the
other
a
shower
of
terrific
slaps
on
the
side
of
the
head
,
each
sufficient
to
have
fulfilled
his
threat
,
had
she
been
able
to
fall
.
