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333 my mistress and I stood silent. Catherine looked up, and instinctively raised her hand to her cheek--his neighbourhood revived a painful sensation. Anybody else would have been incapable of regarding the childish act with sternness, but he scowled on her, and muttered-- “Oh, you are not afraid of me? Your courage is well disguised-- you seem damnably afraid!” “I am afraid now,” she replied; “because if I stay, Papa will be miserable; and how can I endure making him miserable, when he--when he--Mr. Heathcliff, let me go home! I promise to marry Linton--Papa would like me to, and I love him--and why should you wish to force me to do what I’ll willingly do of myself?” “Let him dare to force you!” I cried. “There’s law in the land, thank God, there is! though we be in an out-of-the-way place. I’d inform, if he were my own son, and it’s felony without benefit of clergy!” “Silence!” said the ruffian. “To the devil with your clamour! I don’t want you to speak. Miss Linton, I shall enjoy myself remarkably in thinking your father will be miserable: I shall not sleep for satisfaction. You could have hit on no surer way of fixing your residence under my roof for the next twenty-four hours than informing me that such an event would follow. As to your promise to marry Linton, I’ll take care you shall keep it; for you shall not quit this place till it is fulfilled.” “Send Ellen, then, to let Papa know I’m safe!” exclaimed Catherine, weeping bitterly. “Or marry me now. Poor Papa! Ellen, he’ll think we’re lost. What shall we do?” “Not he! He’ll think you are tired of waiting on him, and run off for a little amusement,” answered Heathcliff. “You cannot deny |
