"And my money," she continued, returning his angry glare, and meantime, biting a piece of crust, the remnant of her breakfast.
"Silence!" he exclaimed. "Get done, and begone!"
"And Hareton's land, and his money, "pursued the reckless thing. "Hareton, and I are friends now; and I shall tell him all about you!"
The master seemed confounded a moment, he grew pale, and rose up, eyeing her all the while, with an expression of mortal hate.
"If you strike me, Hareton will strike you!' she said, "so you may as well sit down."
"If Hareton does not turn you out of the room, I'll strike him to Hell," thundered Heathcliff. "Damnable witch! dare you pretend to rouse him against me? Off with her! Do you hear? Fling her into the kitchen! I'll kill her, Ellen Dean, if you let her come into my sight again!"
Hareton tried under his breath to persuade her to go.
