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389 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. “Drag her away!” he cried savagely. “Are you staying to talk?” And he approached to execute his own command. “He’ll not obey you, wicked man, any more,” said Catherine; “and he’ll soon detest you as much as I do!” “Wisht! wisht!” muttered the young man reproachfully. “I will not hear you speak so to him. Have done.” “But you won’t let him strike me?” she cried. “Come, then,” he whispered earnestly. It was too late--Heathcliff had caught hold of her. “Now you go!” he said to Earnshaw. “Accursed witch! this time she has provoked me when I could not bear it, and I’ll make her repent it for ever!” He had his hand in her hair; Hareton attempted to release the locks, entreating him not to hurt her that once. His black eyes flashed; he seemed ready to tear Catherine in pieces, and I was just worked up to risk coming to the rescue, when of a sudden his fingers relaxed, he shifted his grasp from her head to her arm, and gazed intently in her face. Then he drew his hand over his eyes, stood a moment to collect himself apparently, and turning anew to Catherine, said with assumed calmness, “You must learn to avoid putting me in a passion, or I shall really murder you some time! Go with Mrs. Dean, and keep with her, and confine your insolence to her ears. As to Hareton Earnshaw, if I see him listen to you, I’ll send him seeking his bread where he can get it! Your love will make him an outcast, and a beggar. Nelly, take her; and leave me, all of you! Leave me!” |