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Mrs.
Dean
was
about
to
recommence
,
when
I
advanced
;
and
recognizing
me
directly
,
she
jumped
to
her
feet
,
crying
:
"
Why
,
bless
you
,
Mr.
Lockwood
!
How
could
you
think
of
returning
in
this
way
?
All
's
shut
up
at
Thrushcross
Grange
.
You
should
have
given
us
notice
!
"
"
I
've
arranged
to
be
accommodated
there
,
for
as
long
as
I
shall
stay
,
"
I
answered
.
"
I
depart
again
tomorrow
.
And
how
are
you
transplanted
here
,
Mrs.
Dean
?
tell
me
that
.
"
"
Zillah
left
,
and
Mr.
Heathcliff
wished
me
to
come
,
soon
after
you
went
to
London
,
and
stay
till
you
returned
.
But
,
step
in
,
pray
!
Have
you
walked
from
Gimmerton
this
evening
?
"
"
From
the
Grange
,
"
I
replied
;
"
and
while
they
make
me
lodging
room
there
,
I
want
to
finish
my
business
with
your
master
;
because
I
do
n't
think
of
having
another
opportunity
in
a
hurry
.
"
"
What
business
,
sir
?
"
said
Nelly
,
conducting
me
into
the
house
.
"
He
's
gone
out
at
present
,
and
wo
n't
return
soon
.
"
"
About
the
rent
,
"
I
answered
.
"
Oh
!
then
it
is
with
Mrs.
Heathcliff
you
must
settle
,
"
she
observed
;
"
or
rather
with
me
.
She
had
not
learnt
to
manage
her
affairs
yet
,
and
I
act
for
her
:
there
's
nobody
else
.
"
I
looked
surprised
.
"
Ah
!
you
have
not
heard
of
Heathcliff
's
death
,
I
see
,
"
she
continued
.
