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 vivifisection 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
