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WUTHERING HEIGHTS.
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Catherine was mute.
"You've made me afraid, and ashamed of you;" he continued; "I'll not come here again!"
Her eyes began to glisten and her lids to twinkle.
"And you told a deliberate untruth!" he said.
"I didn't!" she cried, recovering her speech "I did nothing deliberately—Well, go, if you please—get away! And now I'll cry—I'll cry myself sick!"
She dropped down on her knees by a chair and set to weeping in serious earnest.
Edgar persevered in his resolution as far as the court; there, he lingered. I resolved to encourage him.
"Miss is dreadfully wayward, sir!" I called out. "As bad as any marred child—you'd better be riding home, or else she will be sick, only to grieve us."
The soft thing looked askance through the
